
(1) Marcus didn't have much time off this year, so Caleb and I flew to Arkansas alone to spend a week with my family. It would have been hard enough maneuvering through airports and entertaining a toddler for hours on my 7-months-pregnant lap if everything had gone perfectly smoothly, but alas it did not. My flight was delayed for no good reason (one of those they-make-you-sit-in-the-grounded-plane-

(2) My mom came down with a bad cold the day we arrived. By the middle of the week, her cough was so bad and her lungs so painful that she ended up in the hospital for the rest of our visit.
(3) My brother Michael took his car in to have the oil changed and the tires rotated and was informed that his brakes were completely shot. So he had his brakes replaced (it's always fun to have car stuff to pay for around Christmas). When he was pulling out of the garage at the shop to drive home, the shop's garage door broke and fell on the hood of his car, leaving a big dent.
(4) The day before Mom was admitted to the hospital, Caleb came down with her cold. It hit him hard and fast and he was pretty miserable the second half of the week. He's had many colds, but I've never seen him so affected by one...usually his nose runs and he runs a low-grade fever, but he is happy and playing as usual, but not so this time. The third day of the cold was Friday, the day before we were flying home, and I was scrambling to get him in to see a pediatrician. The problem was

(5) My one-year-old nephew Bennett (Michael's son) developed a bad diaper rash, probably from so much time in the car seat on the way to town. He had to go through a painful washing, drying and medicating process several times a day until it cleared up. Any of you who have ever dealt with your little one's first bad diaper rash can empathize with how my brother felt as he doctored Bennett's poor little bottom over and over.

There actually were more things that went wrong, but these are all I can think of right now. Michael and I tried to laugh together about "the worst Christmas ever," and we were truly grateful that nothing really tragic happened. Mom's out of the hospital now, Caleb is over his cold, and we all made it back to our respective homes safely, so all-in-all it wasn't so bad, just lacking in the usual holiday cheer.
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Again, I have to say...that TAKES THE CAKE for a pretty bad Christmas. :( So sorry it was. You can only go up from here, right? :)
mel
Oh, Rachel, I had no idea all this was going on! I hope it will bring some laughs and not tears when you can look back on it and remember all 'that went wrong that Christmas year'!
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