Smiles, Lord love you! Stop that kicking right now! Stop, I say! I also carry the lions share of the food bag with my family. It isn't even that I mind it really, yes its a ton of work, but what is most distressing to me is worry about none of my things matching and being right, about there not being enough room and it coming off looking dumb.
My (semi estranged) MIL and FIL came by invitation, a shock and no explanation as none of the icy exterior ever melts down (MIL that is, not FIL). They know that its our 'family' night to open gifts, and she just sits there while the rest of us exchange and she brings nothing. This ruins everything for me. I feel awkward, and so I give her a gift that I didn't intend to. Now I have caved in and feel ridiculous. She acts even more uncomfortable then. My DD remarked later, what a shame, as she has wads of money and could have a hilarious time bringing in gifts for the g/c and never suffer for it. All in all, I'm not sure how I feel about this whole thing. Overall, it causes me more pain than pleasure. Dh says, just simplify and make burgers and use paper plates. I realize I could do this, the problem is me. I must be trying to prove something or still carrying around the dregs of my 'look at how great I am and need to get over it' personality flaw. I am in essence not a person who is ok in chaos, noise, and in crowds. I am self conscious about giving gifts, as I'm never sure I gave enough. Now I'm kicking myself.