So good to be back at home. And to a warm Massachusetts that’s about as nice as the Texas we left. (Nicer, actually, yesterday and today were both warm and muggy and this pregnant lady was distinctly uncomfortable.)
Fortunately, we left the apartment in pretty good order (I even made the bed!) so apart from unpacking and laundry, there’s not a huge pile of work waiting. Though tomorrow’s main task will be removing the decorations from our listing Christmas tree and disposing of the remains. (Which are not as tinder-dry as I expected.)
We had a good travel day today. We ate a nice BBQ lunch at the airport while waiting for our plane to board. The plane was not filled up and so we spread out on both sides of the aisle. We had staked out the second to last row and so Bella had ample opportunity for charming the two flight attendants who sat behind us. And boy were they charmed.
Unfortunately she’d fallen asleep in the car on the way to the airport and slept only about twenty or thirty minutes, waking up when I put her back in the stroller after we went through security. The rule seems to be that if she falls asleep at any point during the day for any length of time, we won’t be able to get her to fall asleep again. But she didn’t get cranky at all, her tiredness mostly exhibited itself in the last hour when she insisted on standing up in the seat and chatting over the back of the seat with the flight attendant, putting the middle armrest up and down, kissing the television screen in the seat in front of her, and trying to embrace the fish on the laptop’s screen where Finding Nemo was playing in a futile attempt to soothe her to sleep.
We made good time, arriving about twenty minutes early. My brother-in-law picked us up and Bella was very excited to see two of her cousins accompanying her uncle. She seems very happy to be home. She immediately ran around, picking up her toys and greeting them like old friends, especially excited to see the new ones she got at Christmas. Pushing the toy, vacuum around, sitting down to read one of the books she got for Christmas right before we left. She was effusive in her bath, chattering and chanting with lots and lots of “diggle, diggle,” her happy noise.
I’m thrilled to find that our new hot water heater works—installed by our landlord while we were away. And I am very much looking forward to sleeping in my own bed. I’m sure tomorrow we’ll start to go through withdrawal. Bella will very much miss being the center of attention, the affection of her doting grandparents, auntie “Treese”, her uncles, as well as her new sweetheart, my sister’s friend Debbie who Bella named “Doll”.
I also anticipate some serious getting down to preparing for the all-too-imminent arrival of little Sophia. Nesting mania here I come!