When I was younger, I was constantly moving and the further away from family, the better. Since I’ve gotten older however, I want to be closer to them.
My family lives in Portugal. That is in Europe next to Spain, not in South America next to Brazil. (I know most of you know this but, it is an inside joke. Ha Ha.)
We usually visit every year in May. It is a wonderful time of the year to go visit. It’s warm enough but still a bit chilly for the beach and for all the tourism. Forget about going to Europe any time between June through August.
When Will and I were in Portugal last May, we were 4 months pregnant. We surprised my parents and brother with the happy news at the airport. We had 2 wonderful weeks there like we always do and I dreamed about going back this May with a 6 month old baby. We didn’t find out it was going to be a Lily until we came back from our visit.
Well, we won’t be going this May and even though we will be going in September (just as great of a month to visit), it is breaking my heart.
By September Lily will be 10 months old. Just 2 months short of a year (tears and more tears) and it will be the first time that my dad and my brother as well as the rest of the family will be meeting Lily. (more tears) Never mind our cousin Ana who has become Lily’s #1 fan!
I don’t know why but 6 months seemed more comforting than 10 months.
It was wonderful having my mom here for a month but, Lily was only around for 2 of those weeks so it’s almost like they haven’t met yet.
Living in Miami we are far from both sides of the family. Mine that is in Portugal and Will’s that is in West Virginia. Now that we have Lily, it is so much harder to be so far away than it ever was before.
These days I long for family. I remember being a child and my most cherished memories are of being around family. I want the same for Lily. It’s important for both Will and I to raise her amongst grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins.
I don’t however want to discredit how lucky we are to have wonderful friends near us who are a big part of Lily’s life. From the beginning might I add. They were there minutes after Lily was born.
So, for the meanwhile I just dream about the day we will introduce Lily to my parents, their first grandchild. And maybe another month in West Virginia? Or at least a visit from West Virginia? 😉 (wiping tears)
Here are some wonderful cherished moments with family that I miss.
Will and I in Portugal with my parents and brother in May 2009. My mom, me and Hayes with my favorite tree (Lily was born 6 days later). The day Lily was born, me, Will, Lily and avos Carmo and Hayes. Avo Hayes and avo John with Lily at home the day she was born. (Lily wears a jumpsuit and hat by babyGap,wrapped in a whynottsewn blanket). My mom with Lily (Lily wears a bodysuit that was a gift and Old Navy pants). Lily dancing with aunt Sarah in West Virginia (Lily wears a tunic by babyGap and pants by The Children’s Place). Will, Lily, uncle Jud and cousin Adelaide (Lily wears a dress by babyGap, tights and booties by Zutano). Lily with aunt Desiree