10 weeks old and home in Nigeria

I can't believe we are finally here! Neriah is 10 weeks old and we are finally home with Caleb. I can't believe we have been apart for 8 weeks. Neriah has grown from a squishy little newborn to a charming, smiley, happy little girl. 

10 weeks and UBER cute

The love began from the moment I walked out of the Lagos International Airport. One of our school drivers practically bowled me over with love, and then he jumped on the phone to call Caleb who was waiting at the other terminal 'I FOUND THEM!'. Then I see my hubby running towards me with red roses. Yes! FLOWERS! I get these very rarely, so its even more special when I do!

It made my heart melt to see Caleb with his precious girl, he's missed out 8 weeks of her life, which is not that many in the big picture of Neriah's life, but they are the first weeks of her life, and she has grown so much, and she will NEVER be that small again. 

We arrived back to our apartments, and there are 'Welcome Home' signs and balloons in the elevator, that smelled of the Tate girls a mile away! Then, a million gazillion balloons and more signs filled our shared hallway. As if that wasn't enough, I walked into our home, and it has had an Extreme Home Makeover. Our wonderful American friends had come in, with their surplus home furnishings and totally made our sparsely furnished apartment into a home. Not one room was left untouched from my fairy godmother, Jodi Tate!
This meant so much to me - Caleb and I haven't really seen the point in spending money on buying things for our house, since we will only be leaving again soon, and we can only leave with a suitcase of clothes each. Yes, I cried. 

And then I saw Neriah's room. I still can't believe how wonderful my friends are here. That they spent so much time painting and decorating, to create the most peaceful, beautiful bedroom for this little cherished one.