When you’re somebody like me who has always enjoyed being the center of attention, social media can have a very profound draw on the way you live your day-to-day life. It’s hard not to sit and stare at Facebook and let people know what you’re up to every moment of the day when given the digital microphone because for some of us, it’s sort of the platform we always dreamed of having.
This of course could have the possible negative impacts as not only to we say things on social media, but we take a look at what everyone else is saying. Often we get caught up in the “Facebook happiness” that exists for some and the perceived perfection that is everyone’s life on Instagram and Pinterest. Never is this more clear than during the holiday season, when people go out of their way to post the blissful nature in which they live every moment of every day of their perfect lives.
It’s hard this time of year not to stare with envy at your Facebook feed as everyone you know is seemingly taking a trip to some magical faraway place with their family, creating the perfect gifts for everyone on their list, or living in the most blissful world of hot cocoa, sugarplum fairies, happy children and whatever the hell else matters this time of year.
This of course compounds the urgency and stress that can come along with having the perfect Christmas. Trying to buy the perfect gift for every person on your list and make everything just as fantastic as it possibly could be spending every waking minute stressing hard and working as feverishly as you can.
Step back, none of that matters.
My son asks me one thing for me every single day. “dad will you play with me”
It seems there’s a constant fight between trying to plan the perfect Christmas for my child and just spending the time with him that he’s really craving.
It’s why we watched a lot of movies this month. It’s why we spent last night working on a gingerbread house. It’s why we made ornaments out of the dog footprints. It’s why we spend an entire day cutting down a Christmas tree. It’s why we made sure we went to the Bangor lights parade. It’s why why we also took an entire weekend to go to North Conway so that he could ride a train to the north pole and to go to Santa’s Village.
More than anything else my son just wants me to be present and to play with him. From the biggest of activities to just sitting there while he feeds his stuffed animals plastic food from his little kitchen. To him it’s all the same.
These activities aren’t very Facebook worthy and that can be hard sometimes. However no one on Facebook’s going to need therapy 15 years from now if I’m not present each day showing off the best possible version of myself. .
Spending your time this holiday season with your children is possibly the best gift you can give them at least in my humble opinion. I’m very much looking forward to the week I have off after Christmas so that he and I could do whatever crazy three year-old activity comes to his mind. From 30-minute tickle fights to him hitting me over the head with whatever stuffed toy he is holding at the time.
He is 3 and he can really drive me nuts and it isn’t always going to be perfect. But it is going to be real and that is what counts.
Merry Christmas to all of you I hope you get to spend as much time with your children and your family this holiday season as you can possibly spare.