Oh and it feels so good.
Three weeks is a long time to be away with little ones. Away in other people’s homes. Adjusting to new schedules and new timezones. The flight there was a disaster. We learned from it and the flight home was so much better. One day, when the suitcases are back in our basement and the jetlag has left us, I’ll write about our lessons learned. Mateo now has eight flights under his ever-expanding belt. Luisa is a frequent flyer, clocking in at 26. Not bad for a pair of kids who don’t even own a pair of underwear yet.
The babes were spoiled for Christmas. Even Mateo, thanks to an oma who was worried a three-month-old would feel “left out” if he got less presents than the older grandchildren. She always means well. Despite being plagued by germs and jetlag, it was a satisfying holiday that culminated all into a Turducken feast. Oh, and it’d be a disservice to myself to be modest, but the dessert. I made it. It was divine. It was an eggnog panna cotta topped with a layer of cardamom-spiced pear gelatin. Even though we had all stuffed ourselves with the bird and it’s trimmings, most of us had second helpings of it. The pear was crisp, the cardamom made it comforting and the custard was just the right mix of light and creamy. I nailed it.
Our week in Regina was excellent. One of the best visits we’ve had there. Our parents generously rented us a furnished apartment in the same building. It meant we could spend our days sipping coffees and marathoning Downton Abbey with them, but also allowed us to retreat into our own space when we needed to for naptime and when Josh had to work.
Then it was back to Vancouver for more visits. I saw my friends. We had playdates. The grandparents were on duty and in heaven.
We took advantage and had some extra us time. We went to our favourite Vancouver restaurant (we realised that, since we went there pretty early in our relationship for the first time together, that we’ve been going there for 10 years…). We went out on a Sunday night for a late dinner in Regina. It’s made me want to do more to find time for us in our day-to-day. Time for more than just flopping on the sofa with a sitcom at the end of the day. We found ourselves, more often than not, without one or the other in our hands. And diapers? Even that duty was shared.
I’ll miss those extra hands, but now I’m so glad to be home. And I’m so tired.
- We’ll be in Canada! It will be our first Canadian Christmas in three years.
- It will be Mateo’s first Christmas!
- We get to see our families!
- They get to meet Mateo!
- They get to see Luisa! (Last time we were in Vancouver/Regina, Luisa was five months old).
- Snow! (At least in Regina we’ll have snow)
- I’m going to get my nails did… a lot…
- Maybe Skyfall will still be in theatres and Josh and I can go see it because we’ll have built-in babysitters for three whole weeks!
- We hang out with our nephews!
- Since the last time we were in Canada, my Trudy has relocated to Regina so I get to see her too! That’s twice in as many years! That hasn’t happened to us in so long!
- I suggested to my inlaws that we do Turducken for Christmas dinner and they agreed! Turducken!