Aed's First Christmas

I have a confession to make…

I am the most irresponsible mother the world has ever known.

Guess how many pictures I have of my first son’s first Christmas.

Zilch.

Guess how many times I have kicked myself for letting this happen.

Too many to count.

I’m not sure how it happened really.. We didn’t take our camera with us back to the States (hence the lack of photos) because it is pretty big and we already had like 47 bags and a baby to keep track of.. And, well, the doting family members just didn’t dote with cameras in hand very often. And suddenly all the presents were opened and we were sitting there and it smacked me in the face. No photos.

I’ve mentioned this to Ian a few times and he suggested we stage another Christmas.. Wrap some of Aed’s toys and take pictures of him opening them up (it was really cute to watch him help Nana unwrap his presents :), which is a great idea, but it just wouldn’t be the same. His first Christmas wasn’t in our house in Scotland, and it wasn’t just the three of us. And he had a stocking. It just wouldn’t be the same.

As I was considering this last night, I realized that most of the world probably has no pictures of their children’s first Christmases, and that actually made me feel a bit better. The pictures don’t matter as much as the love and the memories.

Nevertheless, he was wearing one of his little Christmas sleepers a day or two ago, so I thought I’d take some pictures to commemorate the cuteness and the fact that he did indeed have a first Christmas.

Unfortunately, he was pretty spent by the time I thought to take the pictures, so he’s not really smiling, but they’re still cute.


A full frontal of Aedey cuteness.


I think he was begging me to quit at this point.


And tell me, is that not the cutest little sad face you’ve ever seen??

He wasn’t genuinely sad here, he was just getting tired and he sometimes he starts pooching his lips out when he’s tired. He does it occasionally when he stops nursing too and it just cracks me up. I love this kid’s lips.

So there you have it. My sad, fake Christmas pictures of Aed.

Hopefully, we’ll do better next year :)