It was sad to say goodbye to Becky and my mom and dad, it always is. But I am so grateful that I had the chance to make the trip in the first place, and in that case, it was hard to be too wretched about the whole thing. (By the way, thanks Beck, for being a guest blogger. And thanks for your encouraging email this morning: Okay, I mean, you need to blog. Like, I can't keep doing it for you. I have my own blog to attend to you know.) Don't mind me. I'm just recovering from a nine thousand mile trip. I flew all that way, and boy are my arms tired. (Hilarious. I know.)
The flights home were uneventful. And now, given the chance of flying solo, I have discovered that I can't really sleep on planes anymore. Jason and I used to stay up all night before our international flights and then just pass out once we boarded the plane. We'd crack an eyeball open for meals, but that was about it. Yeah, well. I can't do that anymore. But the good thing is that now, when I'm flying with the kids and not sleeping 'cause I'm walking up and down the aisle with a baby, I won't be as bitter thinking, "I could be asleep right now."
It was great to get home and see the kids! Ava and Nate came with Jason to the airport and we were thrilled to see each other. In the car on the way home, Nate said, "Mom, I missed you 200 meters!" For you Americans, that is about 656 feet. I'm thinking that's a lot of missing.
Grace was a little more ambivalent. When she saw me, the most perplexed look came across her face. I've never seen a baby look perplexed, but there you have it. She let me hold her and warmed up to me as the day went on, but at that first meeting, I could tell she was trying to work out what was going on.
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I think I'll eventually be forgiven. I let her play with my phone yesterday so she'd stay on my lap and now it's wigging out. The screen is going all wonky. Oh well. That's the price of motherhood, I suppose.Happy mother's day, everyone! I am glad to be with my family today, and I hope you can be with the folks you love, too.
Look at her! That is a great picture. I know it's from when you got home because I recognize the red sweatshirt you left in. I bet she is over her perplexment by now.
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200 meters IS a lot of missing. I am glad you're back with your little people even though we are all missing you. Happy Mother's Day!
Glad you got back safely! Rest those wings so you can come back again soon. Happy Mother's Day! =)
ReplyDeleteHomecoming is so sweet! And now you know that you are an official spur-of-the-month world traveler! Happy Mother's Day, dear friend!
ReplyDeleteI am happy to hear you're back safe and sound down under.
ReplyDeleteI hope you are having a wonderful Mother's Day!
Hope all your loot made it through the travels safe and sound too!
I hope your Mother's Day was a nice one. I know you missed your precious little family but am so glad that you had the chance to be with Beck, Deb, and Wayne. That was a blessing for all of yall. God bless the lady who helped make it possible for you to travel to Atl. Hugs to all of yall. Love ya.
ReplyDeleteOh Amy, that look on her face is just priceless! Bless her heart! Glad you made it back and I know you were greatly missed by all three of your little ones. Happy Mom's Day! Love ya...
ReplyDeleteGood to have you back! and thanks for bringing my stuff back for me, appreciate it very much and so does Rebekah:)
ReplyDeleteYou changed planes in LA and didn't call me? I would totally have come and met you for a drink. Unless of course it was in the middle of the night. Or really early in the morning. Or during my THREE hour soak at the spa on Mother's Day. But otherwise...
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