This weekend was the first time I've been away from
Kiera overnight.
She and Ken saw me off at the airport at 6am Friday morning.
Kiera was pretty happy running around the
Abbotsford airport checking out the airplanes hanging from the ceiling so it wasn't the scene I was dreading. Instead: "Bye Mom. Okay Daddy, let's run!" There was a little meltdown after I had gone though security and
Kiera realized she couldn't go back there with me. I'll admit there were a few tears from me also as I waited to board the plane.
The rest of the weekend went well for the two of them. Pancakes at
IHOP, swimming lessons, dance class (I'll have photos soon I promise), and the wave pool Sunday morning.
It was the first time I've talked to
Kiera on the phone. Some conversations were longer than others. "Miss you Mom. Bye." was one, I think
Toopy and Binou won out that night.
All the way home (okay, all weekend) I was looking forward to the
reunion. When Ken gets home from work,
Kiera runs and jumps into his arms yelling "Daddy". Surely a weekend away would get me the same. Not so much.
Kiera blinked at me, allowed me to hug her and asked for juice. She had missed her regular nap, just woken
up from the car ride to the airport, and been promised some juice after I got in. Oh well, maybe in two and a half years when I g
o away again!