This is how we do it around here. Solstice bread and lanterns one night, Hanukah candles the next night, and the X-mas tree always in the background. Waiting for the yummy latkaes that Ari is whipping up in the kitchen, and considering how to celebrate Fetsivus without the Feasts of Strength because I don't think I'll be able to pin Ari to the ground.
This is what you do during a long winter waiting for a baby to be born. I still have over a week until the baby's due date. So I will have to invent new projects to keep my mind and hands busy until the little man decides to grace us with his presence. Luckily after Solstice tonight there are still many nights of Hanukah to celebrate (We haven't gotten around to it yet), with latkes and stories. Who knows what New Year's projects will have to happen if the baby doesn't hurry up. Let me know if you have any suggestions.
Okay, I'll admit being nine months pregnant with a toddler is generally hard and not fun. Today Y did not nap (as usual). I lay down while she is in her room, and then she usually comes in to my room to tell me she is all done napping after about 20 minutes. I have accepted things and take my 20 minute break. When I went to get up today this is what happened. Y: Don't get up. Me: Why? Y: Because I'll rub your feet. Me: OK.