We have about a week and a half left of our adventure in CA and I feel the end is very much in view.
As much as I long to head back and set up house, and even more so to be reunited with my Love, I am starting to feel the sadness creep in.
It has been an amazing seven plus weeks and this little adventure has been one I will not soon forget.
Tonight M & J arrive and on Saturday, N, and I know from here it will be a whirlwind till the end.
I made a mental list of things that will soon come to an end because I wanted to purposely enjoy them until they were gone for who knows how long. Here they are in word:
-having zero housework
-having a bed all to myself
-no obligations, appointments, or even schedule, really
-after the girls are in bed, having “me time” every night. Want to listen to music as I fall asleep? Sure! Stay up late finishing a show? No one cares. I get to spend my time however I want.
-being chauffeured 90% of the time (I hate driving)
-having someone else plan 90% of the meals
-having another pair of hands to buckle car seat straps, hold hands in the parking lot, shove puffs in mouth at dinner, change diapers, give baths, etc, etc, etc (it is going to be a very rude awakening when we return home)
-having a granny. I’ve said it before but MG views granny, I’m pretty sure, in a position even higher than me. She is like a mommy, playmate, and teacher all rolled into one. When I am busy feeding Bea, if MG wants someone to talk to, she just goes to find granny. In the morning instead of waking me up, she leaves her room and heads downstairs where she knows granny will be awake. It is going to be a hard reality when we wake up back home without her :(. The other day, for example, I asked MG to do something and she asked if granny could help her. “No.” We both said, “granny has to finish this task.” MG’s lip turned into a pout, “but what will I do without a granny??”.
My thoughts exactly.
This has been a wonderful, albeit unique little adventure. I’m so thankful God had it in store for is this year.
But in the mean time, hurry, N. My arms are getting tired.