Friday, November 20, 2009
And all feels right in the world.
We finally got our call yesterday afternoon, after a snafu with the paperwork that delayed us yet another day. It was 2pm Atlanta time when the Georgia agency called us and Nana, Jubilee and I were on the road to the airport by 3. After two plane flights and one frantic dash through the Houston airport we arrived safe in SeaTac. Nana discreetly checked for our luggage while A+A+J had a very sweet little reunion at the foot of the escalator near baggage claim #9.
So now, dear readers, we begin to settle in. There are so many people who need to meet Baby J, I have a feeling we won't be cooking our own meals 'til sometime near Christmas. Which is fine by me. Jubilee is still solidly on Atlanta time, and was up and ready to play bright and early this morning. Lucky for us she is still a newborn, which means that for every hour of playtime there is 2-4 hours of nap time, and right now that nap is happening right on top of Daddy.
As for me, despite my whopping four hours of sleep (Andrew didn't sleep at all, being somewhat behind me on his sleeping-through-baby-sounds skillset) I can't quite settle down. I'm busy reveling in the lovely rain (yes! I have longed for this rain for eleven days!) the cozy feeling of being in my own place and watching over my own family. There are bottles in the dishwasher and burp rags in the washing machine. All feels right in the world.