Yesterday was travel day. That dreaded day at the end of your vacation when you wake up knowing that your vacation has ended, that you are going to spend the whole day moving (gag) on buses, in cars, on planes, etc. and you just want to be home NOW. Coming home from a foreign country where nothing you ate, even plain meat and potatoes and diet coke, do not taste the same you get (well, I get anyway) crabbier about not being there yet and more and more anxious to be home. Add to that the fact that I had been away from my kiddos for 9 whole days and I was more than a little excited when we finally pulled into the driveway. I could not be more grateful for this digital age that we live in with iPads, iPhones and wireless internet because I was able to see my kids (thank you FaceTime!) almost every night and I am pretty sure that's the only reason I didn't cry myself to sleep every night in sunny Mexico (feel sorry for me yet...no, didn't think so).
It was really late when I got home last night, though, so all I was able to do was sneak into the kids' rooms and quietly watch them sleep for a few minutes using all of my remaining energy and self control not to touch them or wake them up. I am not gonna lie...this momma started to cry. I was so excited to see them that I hardly slept last night and was all but jumping up and down with excitement when they woke up this morning and I got to see them face-to-face and smother them with hugs and kisses.
Although Mexico was warm, sunny (for the most part), relaxing and a lot of fun I am blissfully happy to have my sunburnt nose and peeling skin back at home with my babies and their super-dad (a.k.a. Jacob) who I absolutely, without-a-doubt, know that I cannot live without!
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