Well, a short hiatus in between a couple of trips.
First Arlo took his first plane ride to NYC, where he spent some time with his grandparents, then went to Pennsylvania to meet his grand aunties and uncles and his great grandmother, and then up to Ithaca to spend some time with yet more family, and finally, a 2 day roadtrip back to Chicago, topped off by a visit from Max here from Boulder for the weekend (Good to see you Max!). It was a lot for an adult in 7 days, let alone a 5 month old. He held up admirably well, but he was a bit freaked by the end of it all. Well he’s settled out a bit now, just in time to visit more grandparents in Minneapolis for Thanksgiving. Well, at least we’ll all be spending a nice, quiet, relaxing Christmas at home.
And now, I must change my hoodie since Arlo woke up, and in the process of rocking him back to sleep he promptly barfed on my shoulder. They don’t tell you about this stuff… like waking up at 6am… Everyday…
I think it was Clare who told me about friends of hers who shared that they did not get a full, good, deep nights’ rest until their kid(s) left home. You know, at like 20 years old.
I’ve only got 15 more years to go.
xoxox J