Home Again

I once told a sister-in-law of mine that Argentina would never really be home.  I was wrong.

I’ve been back in Argentina now for 2 weeks, and it feels good to be back.  I’ve missed the amazing views outside our windows (like the one above taken from the girls’ room).  I’ve missed the smell of the heavy rains.  I’ve missed eating empanadas every Saturday afternoon during siesta.  I’ve missed speaking Spanish. 

But most of all, I’ve missed being with this guy that makes me smile every day and does so much to make life comfortable for me.

 

It’s been really rainy & wet outside; the streets have been flooded.

I read this every day,

and I love on this little man every hour.

snapshots I want to remember

Single Mommy-hood

Jared & I have been apart for a long time. 

I came to the States in May.  It’s September.  He was here in July & a few days at the end of August. 

We miss him so much.  Some days, like today, I cry.  We want to be a family again. 

We are waiting for little man’s visa.

Little man is 12 weeks old.  Little man smiles all day long.  Little man has a lot of hair.

Carlie Joy loves fancy shoes, push-ups, and buns in her hair.

AnnMarie goes to kindergarten. 

She takes it very seriously and always comes home happy. 

She wears her backpack from Argentina. 

She informs me that “she speaks English all day but speaks Spanish with Francine.”

Luckily, I have my three jewels to keep it real for me.  Not a day goes by without talking about Dad, but I’ll cut out the drama and just say that we’ll get through it and enjoy this cherished time with our dear families.