Mom For The Holidays | Book Tour

 

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“Silent Night” is an excerpt from the new anthology Mom for the Holidays: Stories of Love, Laughter, and Tantrums at Christmas and Hanukkah. Visit them at momfortheholidays.com! You couldn’t ask for a better gift to a fellow mom!

Silent Night

by Lea Grover, Contributor to Mom For The Holidays

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My husband and I don’t have much in the way of a religious holiday routine, coming from different faiths, and being lackadaisically spiritual and not particularly religious, but my in-laws do. And so it came to pass that I took my little family for an eight-hour drive to spend Christmas with the grandparents.

“Which church service should we go to?” my mother-in-law asked.

“Oh, whichever one doesn’t interfere with the girls’ naps,” I replied.

“We should go to Shepherd of the Hills because it has Christmas carols, little movies, and a puppet show!” she responded. “Don’t you have children’s services at synagogue?” she continued.

I hesitated. For a moment, I wanted to tell my mother-in-law that we should avoid attending a church service together, but I thought it might come off as less than respectful from a vaguely atheistic Jew.

“Puppets would be good,” I said.

She smiled and returned to her holiday planning.

Christmas came, and I bathed and dressed my children, went to the church where, true to my mother-in-law’s word, a whole host of puppets and muppets and assorted marionettes performed the Christmas Story.

The children stared, gape-jawed, at the bouncing, colorful apparitions before them—a holiday spectacular. And then the puppets broke into song.

“NOOOOOO!” my daughter Sophia screamed, jumping off her grandmother’s lap and stomping her feet on the ground.

My mother-in-law stared at her, waving her hands consolingly while making quiet shushing sounds.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Sophia shrieked, throwing herself into the aisle and rolling on the floor, her limbs flailing as people from several pews over leaned to see what the commotion was all about.

I crouched next to her and wrapped her in my arms, whispering, “It’s okay!”

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” Her voice reached a pitch high enough to rupture eardrums and shatter glass. I ran her out of the room, my cheeks burning as I cast apologetic glances over my shoulder.

My mother-in-law hadn’t realized that my daughter had developed a pathological hatred of singing.

One of my favorite parts of having babies was singing them to sleep. There’s a sweet spot for it between six and fifteen months. They’re small enough to lie in my arms and rock until they pass out, but big enough to understand the songs, have favorite ones, smile with recognition and joy, and then droop into sweet, pudgy-cheeked, blissful puddles of sleeping babies in my arms

.I used to sing to my daughter, Sophia, at bedtime to help her nod off. She was a tricky one because she’d fight sleep with a resigned tenacity. Hours would pass, her nearly unblinking eyes trained to mine, as I would sing every song in my repertoire until, finally, she’d happily drift off.

Perhaps it was those endless hours that did it; I’m not certain, but shortly after that sweet spot ended, Sophia hated singing.

Not at bedtime, of course. When dinner was cleaned away, baths were drained, pajamas were donned, and lights were dimmed, she would happily lie in the bed and listen to the same songs that carried her to sleep the year before. But at any other time—say, during a movie, or at the park, or at a play date . . . if somebody started singing, Sophia would lose it.

This has made life incredibly frustrating for me. After all, I’m a singer! I love to sing! If it’s a cleaning day, I’m singing “Les Miserables.” If it’s a laundry day, I’m singing “Rent.” If it’s a gardening day, I’m singing songs by Ani Difranco or the Beatles. I didn’t stop singing except for that one year when my daughter would scream and cry and throw herself on the floor every time I would sing, wailing, “No sing! I don’t want you to sing! No singing!”

That one year, of course, included Christmas.

I sat in the church parking lot in the cold with Sophia, cooing softly as I stroked her hair. Her breath hitched and shuddered. “It’s okay, pumpkin. No more singing.”

“No singing!” she agreed, collapsing against my chest.

“No more singing.”

And that is why, the following year—and for the first time in my married life, I would find myself spending a Christmas with my in-laws that would not involve a church service (puppets or no puppets).

 

 

 

Lea Grover is a writer and speaker living on Chicago’s south side. Her writing has been featured in numerous anthologies, including Listen To Your Mother: What She Said Then, What We’re Saying Now, and on websites ranging from The Huffington Post to AlterNet to The Daily Mail Online, and she speaks about sex positivity in parenting and on behalf of the RAINN Speakers Bureau. She can be found on her blog, Becoming SuperMommy, or preparing her upcoming memoir. (chicagonow.com/becoming-supermommy)

 

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Mom for the Holidays: Stories of Love, Laughter, and Tantrums at Christmas and Hanukkah

Mom for the Holidays is filled with stories by and for moms to enjoy over the holidays! These tales will make you laugh, shed a tear or two, and feel connected to other moms who are going through both the struggles and the jubilations of everyday life with children during the holiday season. And although we live in different parts of the world, in different houses (and we have different shoe styles), we have one common thread: we are all moms for the holidays! (If you are not a mom, welcome to our world!) Available Amazon.

Compiled and edited by Rachel Demas and Lisa Nolan, cover designed by Michelle Grewe of Crumpets and Bollocks, and copy edited by Arlene Miller–The Grammar Diva, at bigwords101.com.

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 What others have to say:

“Everyone wants it to be a wonderful, heartwarming holiday. But, [there are] highs and lows and tenderness and tantrums that make up the reality.” ~Lileredone

“This book is a great read jam packed with fun holiday stories! I enjoyed having a peek into these writers’ holiday family traditions. Some of the stories were sweet, while others made me all the more grateful for my own family!” ~Leigh

“If you are looking for Martha Stewart picture perfect Christmas memoirs, keep going. If you love down-to-earth tales about real families, perfectly imperfect children (the best kind) and a family whose goose is cooked, this is for you.” ~AC

“In the midst of over the top Elf on the Shelf, baking disasters, and all the other bizarre family traditions, these moms keep their sense of humor through it all . . . . perfect blend of wit, sarcasm, and reminiscing. Grab your cup of cocoa or glass of wine and snuggle up with your own copy to weave your way through the coming months with a smile on your face.” ~Bambini Travel

Mom for the Holidays is a candid peek into the homes and hearts of moms, young and old; a glimpse into the lives of today’s hurried moms; a nostalgic peek into the past of moms whose babies have babies of their own. Mom for the Holidays is a refreshingly honest, contemporary blend of humorous, heart touching, tell-it-like-it-is stories. Imagine a group of moms sitting around sharing their true feelings about the holiday season: the good, the bad, the real, the happy, the sad . . . . Moms of all ages will enjoy this anthology.”~William J. O’Connell

Meet the talented contributors to Mom for the Holidays: Stories of Love, Laughter, and Tantrums at Christmas and Hanukkah (read their bios here):

Amy Dillon, Hot Breakfast (hotbrkfast.com)

Andrea Bates, Good Girl Gone Redneck (goodgirlgoneredneck.com)

Annmarie B. Tait

Beth Markley, Manic Mumbling, Musings of a Mostly Mediocre Mom (manicmumbling.com)

Brandi Walerius (withbrandi.com)

Cara Sue Achterberg (www.carawrites.com)

Carolyn Wilhelm (www.thewiseowlfactory.com)

Cordelia Newlin de Rojas, Multilingual Mama (multilingualmama.com)

Debra Ayers Brown (My Write Platform)

Gina Fenton of Extreme Mom (extrememom.net)

Jeanine Lebsack (jsackblog.wordpress.com)

Jennifer Shakeel (more4kids)

Julie Mayerson Brown (juliemayersonbrown.com)

Kate Coveny Hood of The Big Piece of Cake (thebigpieceofcake.com)

Kelly Hirt (mytwicebakedpotato.com)

Kristi Campbell of Finding Ninee (findingNinee.com)

Laura A. Lord (lauraalord.com)

Lea Grover (chicagonow.com/becoming-supermommy)

Linda O’Connell (lindaoconnell.blogspot.com)

Linda Wolff (www.carpoolgoddess.com)

Lori Davis (loriadavis.weebly.com)

Marcia Kester Doyle (www.menopausalmom.com)

Mandy Reilly (twitter.com/mama_mandabear)

Mary Widdicks (outmannedmommy.com)

Melinda Mayor (melindamayor.com)

Michelle D Smith (YourSpiritualGarden.com)

Michelle Grewe, Crumpets and Bollocks (crumpetsandbollocks.com)

Michelle Poston Combs (rubbershoesinhell.com)

Nicole L.V. Mullis (www.nicoleLvmullis.com)

Rachel Demas, The Tao of Poop (taoofpoop.blogspot.com)

Randa Jo Downs

Raymonda Rice

Sarah Hosseini (missguidedmama.com)

Sue Bradford Edwards (suebradfordedwards.com)

Susan Lee Maccarelli (peckedtodeathbychickens.com)

Terri Elders (atouchoftarragon.blogspot.com)

Tina Marie Bietler  (onetiredworkingmommy.com)

Tricia Stream (www.streamoftheconscious.com)

Wendy Schmidt (shesgotashortfuse.blogspot.com)

Yvonne Spence (yvonnespence.com)

Read their bios here!  

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