'I ended up cooking almost everything myself. Again': Eldest sister of 8 refuses to host another big family Christmas after everyone fails to contribute to the last festivity

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  • Woman getting stressed out in the kitchen because nobody is helping her.
  • WIBTA if I refused to host my siblings for the holidays after how Thanksgiving went?
  • I'm the oldest of 8. Growing up, that meant I was basically the built-in third parent. As adults, nothing has changed. Every holiday somehow defaults to me. Part of it is
  • because I have the "big house" 10 bedrooms, a guest house, 10 acres, a barn, hiking trails, even a little waterfall that everyone loves to take pictures by.
  • And part of it is because our parents are older now and can't host like they used to.
  • But the part everyone seems to forget is that I also have a huge family of my own four kids already, and I gave birth to twins one month ago. I'm tired in a way that's hard to even describe. I'm healing, I'm barely sleeping, and every day feels like a blur of diapers and bottles.
  • My parents try to help, but their "help" is usually watching the kids for a couple hours while I run to the store or offering to pay for some of the groceries. The cooking and cleaning? Always me. And then... came this Thanksgiving.
  • I knew I didn't have the capacity to cook a massive meal this year, so I tried really tried to make it easier on myself. I asked each sibling to bring a specific dish. Nothing fancy. Just things they already know how to make.
  • But when the day came, the parade of nonsense began. One sibling walked in with a single can of green beans and a bag of chips, claiming they "forgot" the rest of the green bean casserole ingredients.
  • Woman staring at a pile of dishes in the kitchen.
  • Another brought broccoli with a handful of cheese thrown on top, shoved into my oven for maybe 10 minutes. It was still hard.
  • Someone else promised mashed potatoes but showed up with a box of instant flakes and said they'd "make it right before we eat." They didn't. And they didn't bring enough, either.
  • Then three more siblings three arrived holding nothing but store-bought cookies. No explanation other than “I was busy" or "well I figured someone else would bring extra."
  • And the final sibling? They brought eggs for the next morning's breakfast. Not an actual dish. Just eggs. And then acted confused when I didn't immediately scramble them for everyone.
  • By mid-afternoon, I realized we had basically no real food. So the day before Thanksgiving, one month postpartum, I had to race to the grocery store to buy actual ingredients to salvage dinner.
  • I ended up cooking almost everything myself. Again. And of course, I did the majority of the cleanup too, because everyone "had to get on the road early."
  • Now Christmas is coming, and I can already feel the expectation settling on me like a weight. The group text has been suspiciously quiet, which is usually their way of waiting until I give up and say, "Yeah, everyone come here."
  • But this year... I don't know if I can. I'm exhausted. My house is full. I'm still healing. And after Thanksgiving, it's painfully clear that unless I do everything myself, nothing gets done. So I'm stuck between two choices:
  • Option A: Refuse to host entirely and let someone else step up for once. Option B:Host... but don't cook a thing. Let them deal with a holiday menu of Eggos and PB&Js if that's what they bring.
  • I don't want to ruin the holiday or make things harder on my parents. But I also don't want to repeat Thanksgiving while I'm still recovering.
  • So, WIBTA if I told my siblings that I'm not hosting Christmas unless they actually contribute, or if I host but refuse to cook anything this time?
  • OnlyInAnAdultStore You are completely justified in not wanting to host again. Either way you decide though, you'll be the bad guy according to them, so do what's best for you and your immediate family and have a wonderful Christmas!

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