Day Two Thousand and Forty-Six

The Traveling Circus

The best kind of games - we love having our family near! Such a fun Seattle series it was. We're bummed that things didn't work out pitching-wise, but delighted and thankful nonetheless that we could be back "home," surrounded by familiarity and faces we love.

Hope to see you again, Safeco!

 

 

Adam and I (ok mostly I) made the crazy decision to have me and the girls fly out to San Diego (solo) for just a couple days instead of leaving directly from Seattle to Spokane. 

You might call me crazy, but I just call me determined. We're all desperate for time together - especially at this stage in each of our lives - and being that I'm physically capable of it, I flew my family to Daddy so we could spend the off day and his start day together. It's about 36 extra one-on-one hours and in this lifestyle, I couldn't ask for more. That's a lot of hours, considering that last week, we saw him for a total of probably 4 hours in 6 days. 

  

And so, I packed the hotel room, packed the car, unloaded everything to the curbside check in at the airport, strolled my sleeping two year old, carried my sleeping three week old, and made it with plenty of time to spare to our airplane. We boarded without hassle and both girls again fell asleep...the WHOLE TIME. 2 hours 40 minutes. I win. 

 

I hear it often that I was "made" for this lifestyle. And while there's some merit to that - I do have qualities that lend to help alleviate some of the craziness - I prefer to believe that given my circumstances, you'd do the same too. Especially if it was all you knew. This has been my experience my entire marriage. It's more or less, my normal. Adam and I said at the very beginning of his career that we'd do everything in our power to keep our family together. To protect our marriage. To keep each other accountable. To share Truth. To be a reflection of the gospel to those around us. We'd been humbled by the blessing of being able to afford it, and so, I traveled all over the country with him, pursuing his dream as one. The Lord is kind. 

 

All that to say that when babies came and luggage piled up, there was still that burning desire within us to find a way to keep our family together. We just need it. We need each other. And it's more plain than ever that Amelia so NEEDS the authority of her father in her life. 10 days away is too long...especially if we can help it! And you know what? It's too long for Mama too! And Ella Mae says for her as well!! So this traveling circus made the trek - just the three of us - and the Lord made it clear that we made the right decision. It was painless and maybe the easiest walk to our gate than we've ever experienced. And truly, it was SO worth it. Thank you Jesus for the much-needed time together, for my health that enabled me to even consider the trip at all, and for children who don't scream on airplanes. 

Ella Mae's flights to date: 3

(3 weeks old exactly)