My heart and my belly are incredibly full.
(And yes, I'm referring to the Thanksgiving Gorging of 2013 and not the little girl in my belly, who happened to love sweet potato casserole bTdubs.)
I got to spend over a week with my family in Nashville thanks to a free flight after a Chicago work trip.
It was way more time than I was initially anticipating. Grahm and I had planned to make the excruciating 16-hour trek to Tennessee together (we're incredibly cheap and don't like to buy plane tickets), spend three days there, and then head home. Lots of car time for not so much family time. Usually (thanks to the ball and chain known as vacation days), we only get to spend the bare minimum with my folks who live so far away.
This trip was different.
I wasn't rushed. I wasn't exhausted from the road trip. I just got to have a wonderful, relaxing time with my family and eat an ungodly amount of carbs. (Thank goodness for maternity pants, eh?) Even though we missed my little brother and his fiancee, it was such a good trip and worth every second of being crammed in the car (I had a VERY successful Black Friday) on the way home. (I'd also like to mention that Grahm had to pee more than I did on the trip due to his coffee consumption. If I can't brag about my bladder on the blog, where can I?)
I like to complain a lot about the distance, but I am very happy that Grahm and I got to spend my favorite holiday with my favorite people eating my favorite food. I want to be more thankful, more joyful, over the time I actually do get to spend with them. Maybe one day we will be together in the same city (fingers crossed), but for now... I will cherish these small pockets of time.
I miss them already, but we can't wait to have them all here for Christmas in just a few weeks.