Sam turned 9 months old a couple of weeks ago. Three more months and he will be one. I remember last year around this time, I was 6 months pregnant and I came to visit Josh. Now, we live here and Sam is getting big, fast. Time sure flies. Though I wish it would slow down just a bit so I can catch my breath, it is also exciting to see what's next. We celebrated Sam's 9 months with cupcake. As evidenced by this picture, he enjoyed his cupcake very much. We did have to deal with a bit of sugar-induced hyperactivity.
My mom and sister visited us for about 10 days. It was a great visit, although I wish it was longer. Sam was a bit unsure at first. He cried when we picked them up from the airport, but it didn't take him long to warm up. He slept with his grandma at night and played with his aunt during the day, after running around and sightseeing. We went to Williamsburg and Yorktown for some history lessons, shopping, and DC.
After my mom and sister left, I started to feel homesick. Everything became even more real to me. I miss home, however, I also realized that leaving home has taught me a lot of things...to become more independent and self-sufficient. Not that I wasn't those two things before, but I felt event more now. So although I miss home, I am still grateful for what I have: Josh and Sam.
