My husband returned from a work week in Chicago with a bunch of flowers, a good bottle of wine and a couple of filet mignon. For two years ago today, we were wed.
The days and weeks since my last post have been filled with activity: sharing my days and nights with my baby, spending time with my mother (who cooked lovely homestyle Bengali meals for me while M was away and who helped me look after Little Planet), having visitors over, eating out at local restaurants with some mothers and their babies from my antenatal class, preparing for my return to work (making hair appointments, for example, and going through my wardrobe to see what new clothes I may need)...
But I have missed M desperately and he returns to the States again next week. We have vowed to each other not to invite any people over for the Easter break. It will be the week before I go back to work and the three of us need to spend time together, alone.
In the meantime, we have this weekend. Oh, I can't wait!
Happy anniversary, my love xxx