a weekend visit
Jack and the girls arrived Saturday morning and we shared many hugs and kisses - I was so excited for them to arrive, I could hardly stand to wait. I packed my own overnight bag and we headed out for a trip to Walmart (Hellmart before Christmas is a special kind of hell), had command start installed on the vehicle I'm driving now, went out for supper with my BIL and SIL, and bought a bookshelf for my room here (which Jack assembled while I visited a new mom in the hospital).
We stayed in a hotel last night with a room adjoining ours for Julia and Charlotte. It was heavenly to tuck the girls into bed and eventually wake up in the arms of my love. After a free hotel breakfast we went to a thrift store and bought some needed clothes for Julia and Charlotte. Jack patiently held my purse and puffy winter coat while I quickly picked things out and got the girls to try clothes on.
We spent some time driving around residential areas of the city, scoping out where we may like to live if we end up here, and we even toured a few open houses. Jack and I took the girls to a wave pool this afternoon and then they dropped me off so that they could head home. It broke my heart to say goodbye to them again and watch them drive away even though it had only been a week since I'd seen them, and I'll see them again in a few days.
Ohhhh but my heart is tired of being away from my people, away from my home. I've spent four months now living in someone else's home, sleeping in a strange bed by myself, cooking and eating in someone else's kitchen. I miss taking care of my own kids, seeing my dear husband every day, cooking food for my people in my own kitchen.....feeling a bit melancholy tonight I guess.
Tomorrow is a quiet day; practice meeting in the morning, reviewing some protocols with one of the midwives tomorrow, and then make some time to go over my own ICDs. I'm doing clinic on Tuesday and the midwife wants me to jump in and do more of the prenatal discussions.
And now my day must end.
We stayed in a hotel last night with a room adjoining ours for Julia and Charlotte. It was heavenly to tuck the girls into bed and eventually wake up in the arms of my love. After a free hotel breakfast we went to a thrift store and bought some needed clothes for Julia and Charlotte. Jack patiently held my purse and puffy winter coat while I quickly picked things out and got the girls to try clothes on.
We spent some time driving around residential areas of the city, scoping out where we may like to live if we end up here, and we even toured a few open houses. Jack and I took the girls to a wave pool this afternoon and then they dropped me off so that they could head home. It broke my heart to say goodbye to them again and watch them drive away even though it had only been a week since I'd seen them, and I'll see them again in a few days.
Ohhhh but my heart is tired of being away from my people, away from my home. I've spent four months now living in someone else's home, sleeping in a strange bed by myself, cooking and eating in someone else's kitchen. I miss taking care of my own kids, seeing my dear husband every day, cooking food for my people in my own kitchen.....feeling a bit melancholy tonight I guess.
Tomorrow is a quiet day; practice meeting in the morning, reviewing some protocols with one of the midwives tomorrow, and then make some time to go over my own ICDs. I'm doing clinic on Tuesday and the midwife wants me to jump in and do more of the prenatal discussions.
And now my day must end.