My Son Gave Me Reason to See a Holiday Favorite in a New Way

A Christmas CarolKirtsen Piccini of The Kir Corner is a blogger who makes you think. Her struggles with infertility are part of the fabric of her blogs and her ability to share that heartache to help others is one of the best things we love about her.

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A Christmas Carol is my favorite story of all time, Christmas or otherwise, for lots of reasons.
Some of them revealing themselves quite recently with all kinds of gifts attached.


The promise of a miracle.



A Christmas Carol is really the story of humanity; A true message of giving to one another instead of hoarding things for yourself, of letting go of the past and righting your future.  I have always found this tale of redemption soothing and comforting and the truest example of what life and in turn the holidays should be all about.




Second Chances.


So it warms me that Gio & Jacob have embraced to this newest version. Both of them choosing it over other favorites like Frosty and Santa Claus is Coming to Town every time, and while there is part of me that still adores the Patrick Stewart version, this contemporary adaptation has captured the hearts of our entire family.

I’m not sure what it is, maybe it’s the understanding that my sons have gained; because even at *almost* 4 both boys know that “Scrooge was bad and then the Ghosts helped him be a GOOD Boy”. Or maybe it’s the sparkle in their eyes as they rattle off the names of each character, repeat dialogue or simply look at me and say “this is my favorite part.” There is MAGIC in the MESSAGE of that classic story.

Honestly I didn’t think that the story could hold any more meaning for me.

But then I had Jacob and Jacob fell in love with Scrooge and his story all over again, I saw this deeply moving story through his little brown eyes and I realized that unconsciously I may have made my own Christmas Carol.

For those of you that don’t know, Jacob was named as a “Thank you” to God. I don’t say those words lightly, John and I wanted to bestow a name that would express all the feelings we had after struggling through the years of infertility, a name that would remind us, each and every day,that we had much to be THANKFUL for.

We had Chosen Giovanni (John’s name in Italian) for our first son and then set about choosing a name for his twin. Names we tossed around included Zachariah and Jude. Yet, it was right before our 20 week ultrasound we settled on Jacob. Our first daughter would have been named Rachael, because in the bible she was infertile and finally had a child with Jacob after years of trying