"I’m pregnant!" Can there be any more life changing words? The sentence that changes everything. Forever. A beginning of the longest journey you’ll ever enjoy. And the best! That’s my story at least. Someone asked me how old my boys were the other day and I said, "Soon 23 and 25". I almost choked at the thought of it. Am i really that old? Have I been a mom for so much longer than half my life? Total madness. I must be suffering from December deliberations and emotions. It hits me every year.
This December is completely different from the end of year stress I've been a victim of for as long as I can remember; the feeling of running-out-of-breath-trying-to-keep-burnout-at-bay-before-holidays. There’s a lot going on at work but its manageable and I’m enjoying it. But the amazing thing is that I have time to enjoy December festivities, dream about future plans and socialize with nice friends while feeling satisfied about my accomplishments in the Mission.
Our little Swedish community made sure to share Lucia coziness with colleagues with the full Monty of glögg, pepparkakor and blue cheese (thank you Swedish Embassy for letting us steal decorations to brighten up our drab office). Zugdidi colleagues even had white Lucia gowns tailored for the event and baked creative Lussekatter (gold medal winners for dedication!). Oh how I love to spread Christmas cheer (maybe thanks to my childhood training?)!
Christmas party highlights included secret Santa chaos and hours of dancing (who would have known that Ramstein makes for great holiday dancing). I just love when work mates let their hair down to enjoy shenanigans together.
But the best part of December is the longing for family. The boys are coming to spend Christmas here in Tbilisi and I’m beside myself with excitement. And plans are all set for the 24th together with my little local family (I have a Masters degree in creating families wherever I am).
I’m not regretting the five kilos of candles i carried by hand luggage from Sweden (quality candles are impossible to find in Georgia). There’s no better cure for December darkness than lighting up and playing music. And coziness with those you care for. Get your asses over here boys! Mom's waiting!
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