Andy had his first work trip this past week, which means Ame and I alone in Switzerland for the first time. She is now 4.5 months old so the anxieties that once haunted me were long gone. I was no longer worried about her waking up countless times in the night or needing to be held every 2 seconds. I am very confident in my ability to take care of Ame. I think it helped that I was in America for 3 whole weeks without Andy. I knew what his absence felt like. Although let's get serious I had help constantly. Every where I turned someone was willing to take her off my hands, but being alone at night is never fun. Does anyone really enjoy it? It is one thing to be alone during the day, but once the light turns to dark there is just something mysterious and creepy about the world. It seems that nothing good ever happens after a certain hour at night, say 12am. Maybe that is why I hit the hay so early :) Hey, 9pm is late... Ha, I try to stay awake longer but my body won't allow it. Keke needs her sleep. Okay back to the blog. I knew that worrying about Andy being gone would just make things worse. So I do what I always do and left everything to God. I prayed for peace to fill my heart. I prayed for Him to give me constant interactions during the day so I wasn't watching the clock. I prayed for the week to go by fast. I know, I know I usually hate to do this because let's face it time flies, but if I am honest I prayed for Thursday night to come quick.
I have to say I chuckled a bit when right after my prayer session I received a Facebook message from my friend Heidi in Austria saying that her and Bo are coming to Basel for the week. Wow, is God great. He sure knows what I needed. Heidi is always up to hang out and is just so go with the flow. She makes life so enjoyable and always has a smile on her face. Conversations are just effortless with her. I am comfortable talking about most everything with her. Even though we differ on certain issues (as most everyone does) we have loving conversations where we care about each others feelings. It is nice.
As, I have said before I do pray for the hard times. I pray for growth and spiritual depth. I knew this week would be a perfect chance for growth and perspective. I think about Army wives that have their husbands gone for months... I mean really think about this one. The husband is gone for months. And I am without him for a week. It doesn't mean that I can't be sad or feel lonely, it just makes it all a lot easier. If they can do months, I can do 5 nights. Oh, how I enjoy looking at the positive. I truly can feel the joy that Jesus offers to us in every situation.
Ame and I made sure we were out and about everyday all day so that when we arrived home nothing was stale. When I am out in the chaos of the city all day, I have a desire to come home and put my pj's on and watch an episode of Kardashians. When I am home all day, this is just the same stuff different day. We get bored fast. Of course God provided a million things for us to do. Coffee's, play dates, long conversations, and dinner dates. We were and are so blessed. I sure did feel loved.
Because of all of the fun and joy we had this week I didn't even mention the "stuff" that made it a difficult week. It seemed to take a backseat because I was able to see how God was providing for us. Ame was in a "wonder week" which means her brain was on overdrive. She is learning many new things and can't quite function like her old self. They equate it to when us adults have a presentation the next day and how badly our sleep is effected. Ame chose to regress to a newborn style. She woke up all night long the first night Andy was gone. She went back to wanting to be held the entire day. She wanted to sleep the day away. Her fussiness and moodiness were at a heightened level. It was rough. Andy and I had just felt that she was becoming so easy and then BAM, she regressed. It is only for a short time, and then a huge leap in their development happens. Similar to how we need to go to the hard places for growth, babies need to also. Without regression we have no progression. That is what keeps me calm on my days of hard.
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