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19 July 2019

the adventure

Whew!

When we woke up yesterday morning everyone was so incredibly ready to be done with all the travels and in our own home that I wasn't sure we going to make it.  

Ben is such a wonderful, happy dear.  But for six weeks, he's slept in the same room as all of us. This baby who once always slept through the night started fussing, waking everyone up, once or twice a night the first few weeks.  To keep everyone else sleeping, I've had to get up with him, rock him, feed him, bounce him back to sleep.

Appreciating the attention, he started waking up more and more as the six weeks went on, and the last 2 weeks he's refused to go to bed until incredibly late...then waking up countless times a night....napping well during the day, and Matt and I have been downright sleep deprived. In the hotel in Miami, he had us up for hours, trying to keep him quiet so the girls could sleep, and all I wanted to do ALL DAY yesterday was put him down in his pack-in-play in our guestroom at bedtime and kiss the man and shut the door.
Despite being sleep deprived himself, he was a gem yesterday, and last night he went down at 8 AND SLEPT UNTIL 7:30 THIS MORNING.  If he cried, we sure were too comatose to hear him, and we ALL woke up this morning happy after our first full night's sleep in over a month.
This woman cracked me up because I FEEL you, sister... Her carry on was SIX loaves of sliced white bread.  I mean.  You can make it from scratch. Or you can carry it in...bahaha.  I've never gone that far, but I did have 10 sweet potatoes in my carry-on :)
Trying to find you bags...and then GET to them.  And them getting them out. Yeah.  It's chaos. 
Lily turned into a bit of a celebrity on the flight in the bathroom line when an older woman needed help and Lily understood her and responded in Creole and then translated for the flight attendant. Everyone went a bit nuts and row by row was passing along the news 'till it got back to our ears that their was a little foreign girl in the front who could speak Creole.  

From the moment we came out of the airport, hit with the heat and the smells and the dust (it hasn't rained since we left!) and the traffic, it's been full of friends and happy little things. 

TiLou picked us up, we came in the gates to MaCodo coming out, we walked in the door to Gertha and Micheline and Thaliya and EveRose, what joy, and then Shelley, Janae and Jazz popped over to bring us yummy dinner, Lori had left gumbo in the fridge, then today was full of seeing our brothers and sisters from Granny to Jonas to Maxi and Christie...Edlin...Junel...on and on thankful.
Ben's so happy to be bouncing around again, and the girls had a blast of a day with Christie, doing all the things while mama unpacked and CLEANED.  Gertha came and cleaned while we were gone a few times, but MAN, the humidity.  Every pair of shoes, carseat, arms on the chairs, metal pot and pan...EVERYTHING has a thin layer of mold growing on it.  Bleck.  

Nora was excited to KNOW where her stuff was today instead of being frustrated by what was in which suitcase :)  She knew where the bathroom was ALL day, too. It was awesome.
Despite having no rain and all the grass being dead, the flamboyant trees are on FIRE..just gorgeous.
I am thankful today to have some routine back and for our beautiful friends here, but my heart is just as full with all the love and sacrifice we were shown the last six weeks.  So many made food and washed sheets and gave up rooms and loaned cars and met in the middle and loved us and our children well and showed us such hospitality.  

As all of our family here has asked for all of you--especially for baby Mayah, whom so many have prayed for--they have rejoiced that He took us so far to so many and back again, and as we fell asleep in our own beds with our own pillows in our own rooms last night, we rejoiced as well to be so rich as to have family in so many places, and one faithful God.


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