Emily’s Musings

It happened. I am “officially” known as “Hannah’s Mom”. I was shopping at Addie’s (a grocery store) when Addie, the owner, forgot my name and referred to me as “Hannah’s Mom”. I mean, this lady knows me. She REALLY knows me! Well, lets just say she knows what I crave when I am pregnant. She would keep her store stocked with tart Flinstone Push Pops just for me, so I could indulge my pregnancy cravings. Lets think about this, since Addie knew me when I was pregnant, it is safe to say that she has known me longer than she has know Hannah. And yet, she can only remember her name.

I am being abandoned. Mary SWORE she would not leave me alone on Saba, but she is. She SWORE, she would stay and entertain me while our husbands attend school, but the peer pressure of other wives that have abandoned us was just too much. She has caved in and somehow feels that visiting her family that she hasn’t seen in two years is more important that hanging out with me. I will be left to my own devices now . . .

Several of the wives on the island have been rescued from this deserted island gone back to the “Mother Ship” to visit their families. Two months seems to be the amount of time it takes to yak it up with your family, shop till you drop (or run out of money) and secretly want to return to Saba to see your husband. I, too, will join the “Abandon your husband and friends on Saba” club in August when I make the pilgrimage back to the Mother Land to visit my family. Since I am an expert at missing my husband, chatting, and shopping, my trip will last a mere three weeks.

“Hannah is getting tired. She is getting that ‘glossy’ look around her eyes.”

“You are the most ‘intuitive’ parent I have ever met. You are so in tune with your baby!”

“Wow, thanks. That is one of the nicest compliments I have ever been given.”

I am lame, I know. I have been on a writing hiatus for no reason. The longer I went without writing something, the dumber I felt about jumping back in and writing about my glorified camping trip exotic two year vacation in the Caribbean. Truthfully, my days are filled with cooking, cleaning, and running errands. I also find some time to let my dogs out to pee, and talk to my sister Jenn about 10 hours a week. She is a long talker and since I am not very talkative, I am virtually held hostage on the phone. Most of my time is filled with my cute baby (she is a doll if you haven’t noticed) which is fine with me!

A lot has happened in the last few months. David finished his third semester of school and David’s parents came to visit us for a week during the school break. We are now midway through fourth semester! Not much has changed. David’s parents LOVED Saba the second time around as much as they did they first time they visited, David is still the favorite child, and Hannah is the cutest, sassiest, baby that ever lived. Even if you think your kid is cuter than Hannah, they’re not. She really is the cutest, it’s official!