I've been alone a lot lately. Brady is in South America on his MBA internation trip. I am proud of myself that I haven't cried at all since he left. Well, except for when I called my mom the night he left. Hearing her voice and telling her I was on my own didn't help. Other than that I have only gotten teary eyed a few times. Like when he told me that he bought the baby a present. Or when he emailed me from Buenos Aires and ended his email by saying: "I love you very much and I promise to both of us that we're coming back to this and soon." He loves the city. I can't wait to see pictures.
The day before Brady left, I cried off and on the entire day. I was so grateful for his sweetness and tenderness as he hugged me and told me yet again that it was going to be okay. He was going to be home very soon. I blame the antics on being pregnant. I mean come on. A pregnant lady should not be left alone...and at Chirstmas! Obviously this wasn't anything Brady or I could do anything about. The baby is becoming more active and I am grateful for her little kicks. I'm grateful for the company.
To keep myself busy while he has been gone, I knew I needed a project. The original plan had been to paint our bedroom as a surprise Christmas gift to Brady. Then, after having finished the baby's room, I had had it with painting for a while. I decided instead to make a baby quilt. I just finished assembling the top last night and tonight I will get it ready to quilt while we're in Utah.
Thursday I will finally pick Brady up from the airport and we'll head home. And we can't wait. All three of us.
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