Exhausted before it even begins
I suppose part of the reality is that our preparation for the birth of Christ will ultimately be what we allow it to be. If we place our expectations super high, then we have a greater chance of being disappointed when the day finally arrives. I suppose what I struggle with is this idea that we somehow make Christmas happen, with our shopping, our decorating, our baking, our parties, our receiving of gifts. But when it comes down to it, the birth of Christ, the moment of God becoming flesh is not of our own doing. It is a gift given to us apart from anything we can do to make it happen.