the leaving process.

Graham is now leading a project trip to an island in south India.  The team will be working on a flood mitigation design.  He will then meet us in Omaha in 17 days and counting.  Boxes and bags are in the process of being packed.  The kids and I will board a plane to Omaha on Tuesday with the help of Ryan and Dannah who are an eMi staff couple and dear friends.  I don’t know how I could do this big international journey alone.  Who knows if they will even let me on the plane with my big basketball sized tummy.  

In the meantime, we are living in a typical monsoon up here with all the inconveniences that come with it.  The lightning storms are destructive and have been successful in zapping all of our internet modems and killing the power for hours during the day.  Yesterday, the kids were dying to go out and swing.  There was a small break in the rain and the downpours had created large puddles at the base of each swing.  Regardless, Everett and Priya shared a swing and proceeded in their typical giddy, screaming and excited states when swinging.  Shortly after beginning, they both flew off.  Everett hitting his head and Priya falling straight into the mud puddle below, coming up looking unidentifiably like a mud monster.  I quick check to make sure they are both okay and then usher them into the house to our small round plastic bath tub.  I go to turn on our water heater, but then realized that it would not work without any power so heated the water for their bath with two kettles.  Luckily, there was water to wash them.  Today, we ran out of water in our tanks.  Every time I needed to wash someone’s sticky and dirty fingers, I would turn the tap on and not a drop would fall which left me scrambling to find a tap with even a trickle of water.  It is so funny that with all the water pouring from the sky these days the water shortage prevails.  Maybe I am ready for a break?

All is quiet with our pregnancy other than the kicks and tumbles going on inside my belly.  My friend and OB here gave the all clear this week to travel.  The baby is 30 weeks.  It feels a bit unfathomable that we will be coming back to India with another little Frank on our team.

Also, we are saying many goodbyes to treasured relationships...monkeys not included.