I’d love to give this post a better title, like, “Ten tips for surviving the holidays with in-laws,” but I can’t. This whole honesty thing makes for much less titillating headlines, because a) I haven’t tried them yet so I can’t call them tips, and b) “surviving” makes for such negative connotations.
It’s not my in-laws’ fault they’re not my family. They are their own family, and I wouldn’t expect my people to be any different than they are, so it’s unfair to wish the same on my husband’s people (even though mine might be louder and rowdier and therefore slightly more fun).
See, even there, I’m comparing them to my peeps, and of course that sets us all up for frustration and drama and a little bit of foot-stomping. My husband is much better at this holidays thing: he’s joined me more than once for Christmas and enjoyed the things that were different from his experience.
So in that spirit, here’s my plan for getting through the holidays with someone else’s family:
- I’m going to stop thinking of them as not-my-family. This is my children’s family. They’ll someday have fond memories of the quiet, relaxed side of the family (like I do of Christmas Day with my dad’s family) just as much as they’ll enjoy the raucous, crazy side of the family (like my memories of my mom’s side of the family). See the symmetry?
- I’m going to experience the holidays like an observer would. Did you ever join a friend on holidays with their family? It was a much different experience than this in-law thing, because you didn’t have any expectations. If you made comparisons, they were factual, not emotional. So just like my mom tells me stories about my dad’s side of the family and their celebrations, I’m going to watch with an observer’s eye so I can tell my kids about their dad’s side of the family.
- I’m going to remind myself that this isn’t a zero-sum game. Sure, we all make compromises in the name of marriage, but this isn’t an all-or-nothing deal. We’ll spend holidays with my family again, next year, in fact, so I need to stop thinking about this Christmas as “the Christmas I wasn’t home” and start thinking about it as “the Christmas we got to spend at home.”
- I’m going to enjoy the quiet moments rather than wish them away. Every year since I moved away in 2004, I’ve had to deal with holiday travel – the expense, the frustration, the hours and hours on the road. Every year. I buy gifts based on weight and suitcase availability, wave goodbye to my animals and prepare to come home to a trashed house and mounds of laundry when we return. But this year, we get to sleep late in our own bed, enjoy our many animals and their shenanigans, bake treats for the neighbors, watch Christmas movies on repeat, wear our pajamas all day, eat lobster for lunch on Christmas Eve… the list goes on and on. A good friend remarked that she wished she and her husband had the chance to create their own traditions – while I was wishing that I was packing to go to snowy Boston for the holidays. The Christmas is always cheerier on the other side.
- I’m going to do the little things that remind me of my peeps… even if they take effort and shopping and money. So, tomorrow we’re going to make tamales, darn it, and maybe try to bake biscochos. We are going to wear Christmas pajamas and eat a big ol’ ribeye roast and snack on yummy appetizers and drink wine and open presents and enjoy the fire tomorrow night. And maybe play Scrabble. On Christmas Day, we are taking our Christmas freaking spirit (and tamales and biscochos) to my sister-in-law’s house, plus handmade gifts I hope they don’t hate, and we are going to have a good time.
- I’m going to grow up, be a wife and enjoy this new life. I’m still going to whine and maybe even shed a tear because I won’t be with my peeps, but that’s part of growing up and getting married and being someone’s wife (and someday, mother). Seven months ago (tomorrow!) we gave up our “before” and walked into our “after,” and this is part of our after. His people became my people.
How are you doing with the whole holidays thing? Do you have any other hints?

6 comments:
Add more wine:)
I'm going to be away from 'my peeps' this xmas too and though I will most definitely shed a tear like you, I'm trying to keep it in perspective by thinking about how much my in-laws will enjoy having us around this year for a change (rather than how bummed my parents will be).
Marisa, this is my first Christmas away from my family and this post has really helped me. REALLY helped. Thank you.
For the first time in a long time, I'm thankful (in a very backwards sort of way) that neither my husband-to-be or I have any great attachement to holiday traditions with our families. Both sets of parents are divorced, only one grandma survives between the two of us, so there isn't much of a "family unit" left for either of us. Holidays for me have ALWAYS meant shelping around to multiple homes and multiple families. In the 4 1/2 years we've been together, Zach and I only spent the first Christmas apart. Otherwise we've always been together, going to basically 4 different celebrations, none that had a great set of traditions or meaning really (other than just seeing family, which of course is nice). For us, the holidays are just about getting through the many meals and lots of travel together and not killing each other in the process. Honestly, there have been many reminders from both of us not to take the stress out on each other, "We're in this together, remember?!" For us, the holidays don't have great happiness attached any more, just a lot of stress and scheduling to get to see everyone and get to everything. We're working to make our own holiday traditions, and finding ways to make them special for our future kids.
I have ALWAYS wished (mostly at this time of year) that my parents were still together, and that I'd get to come "home" for Christmas to my family. In fact, it is one of them million and one reasons that I will work my tail off in marriage to make sure we stay together, because I want my kids to have that. I guess I never thought of the downside of having to miss out on it when the kids got married! But as you say, I guess everyone else's holiday always seems better than our own.
Be thankful that you have wonderful traditions that you miss. Like you said, be thankful that your kids are going to get to be a part of two amazing families that love them and will get to include them in their family traditions and fun. Just wait, once you have kids and you have two sets of grandparents who want to see them, it will only get worse!
You're on the way to a fabulous holiday! I've been there and felt that and it's okay. Thanks for putting it so eloquently. Have a great time!
Gah. I know you didn't intend to make me cry, but after reading this post I now have tears down my face. For some reason, this Christmas is harder than other; I think it's because I know next year will be different, because we're going to try to make our own traditions.
I'm having a hard time even having a teeny tiny thought that his family can be my family, too, because they're basically as opposite as my family as you can get.
Tonight, when I have tamales, posole, and biscochitos (I'm a little more Northern New Mexico than you, I think!), I'll think of you :)
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