I will admit, at times the anxiety kicked in with a baby crawling all over the house, and dogs running every direction, but after a while I had to get over my house not being picked up, hair on the floor, Molly pulling at the dogs' tails, Molly eating leaves... and just roll with it. So I did, for a week and a half straight. Needless to say, all of our company was more than a blessing than anything else. The grandmas were great to just take Molly, so I could have a break, or go run, or just breathe. Molly had a great first Christmas, and here are a few of our memories.
We had a great time with our family!