Welcome Winter

It's good to be home with my family again. I spent ten days in beautiful Australia with my dear friend, Jenee. I'll post about that once I get the photos off her camera. On our last night in Australia it rained and we woke up to a drizzly morning the day we flew out. It was closure in a way. Time to leave. It seemed to travel with me and when I got home, it was rains and winds in the states too. I enjoy the break that nature gives me with rain. I cancel plans and cozy up with the kids for snuggles and books in bed. It's an excuse for hot chocolate. The rains came in perfect timing since I'm suffering a little jet lag and could use some time at home to unpack and settle back into things.

Rod did a stellar job. I love that while I was away, no matter how bad or miserable he was, he just said how good things were at home and told me the highlights of their time together. He's good like that; never complaining. I'm sure I complain enough for the two of us. Even if my complaint is simply announcing on the car ride my need to pee. I do admire his will to hold his tongue.

I just appreciated how well he rolled with it all from beginning to end. I'm proud to say he said he did 10 loads of laundry in the mix. It sounds like Bella was late to school a number of the days, and unfortunetly one work meeting, but overall he survived the mission and I returned to two happy healthy kids! It wasn't looking so bright on my departure. I was all ready to go, when Bella came down with awful stomach pains. Tears and rolling on the floor followed, so I phoned the on-call nurse and left Rod with the instruction. Shortly after going down the road, Rod called and said she vomited all in the car- bad start, like really bad start! I later found out she threw up another two times that night, which in itself was the beginning to his laundry days. I figured it could only get better from there though. And it did. He rocked it and welcomed me home with gratitude and love! It's good to be back. I love my family.