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GVS and I returned from our week-long trip home last night.
The flight down wasn't much fun. GVS slept through most of the first flight, then screamed her way through landing and the entire connecting flight. By the time my dad picked us up, she was so tired and hot that she screamed for the entire drive home, and only some serious nursing in a dark room could soothe her.
But being at my dad's was wonderful. I spent much of the week visiting family friends and showing off my daughter. The visit to my childhood nanny was especially poignant. When my dad called to arrange a visit (she's 76 and not physically well), he didn't mention that I'd had a baby! So Ruth was very surprised, and so thrilled.
And then there were my siblings. I knew that my stepbrother Seth was excited to meet GVS. But I wasn't sure how excited my other two sibs were. To be honest, I sort of expected polite interest, but little beyond that. Actually, Molly and Jeff were great! Molly couldn't keep her hands off GVS. I think she definitely managed to get her baby fix during our visit. Even Jeff was really good with her when he was there.
We had a great time. Lots of World Cup on tv, pedicures for the girls (we left a sleeping GVS at home with Dad), fantastic meals both at home and out, and not nearly enough photos. I did manage to get everyone holding GVS, at least.
The trip home was very stressful. GVS fussed on the first flight, and then our connecting flight was delayed by over 2 hours. Ugh. I did manage to change and feed GVS a few times, and she was great on the flight once we actually took off, but I was so exhausted by the time we got home. And then, the house... Let's just say that Hubby has never been domestically inclined, but this was yuck. Cat puke everywhere, litter all over the floor, general clutter and mess... I was tired enough that it really upset me.
But I'll get things cleaned up, and it'll be fine.
And GVS had her 2-month checkup this morning. She's now weighing 11 pounds, 5 ounces (wow!), and is in great health. She screamed through her vaccines, and continues to be a bit fussy. I'm hoping that she'll still manage to continue her sleeping schedule (straight through the night for 13 days!), but it may be that I'm due for a stretch of sleepless hours tonight.
What else for GVS... She's smiling! Big wonderful smiles and warm my heart and make everything worthwhile. And the washable diapers are working out well. I don't think I'll bother with them next tine we travel, though. They take up a lot of space in the suitcase, and washing them at someone else's can be a pain.
I think that's it for now. Next trip is in two weeks, to Boston for a bridal shower. I'm glad that I learned so much on this trip, so next one might be easier.
The flight down wasn't much fun. GVS slept through most of the first flight, then screamed her way through landing and the entire connecting flight. By the time my dad picked us up, she was so tired and hot that she screamed for the entire drive home, and only some serious nursing in a dark room could soothe her.
But being at my dad's was wonderful. I spent much of the week visiting family friends and showing off my daughter. The visit to my childhood nanny was especially poignant. When my dad called to arrange a visit (she's 76 and not physically well), he didn't mention that I'd had a baby! So Ruth was very surprised, and so thrilled.
And then there were my siblings. I knew that my stepbrother Seth was excited to meet GVS. But I wasn't sure how excited my other two sibs were. To be honest, I sort of expected polite interest, but little beyond that. Actually, Molly and Jeff were great! Molly couldn't keep her hands off GVS. I think she definitely managed to get her baby fix during our visit. Even Jeff was really good with her when he was there.
We had a great time. Lots of World Cup on tv, pedicures for the girls (we left a sleeping GVS at home with Dad), fantastic meals both at home and out, and not nearly enough photos. I did manage to get everyone holding GVS, at least.
The trip home was very stressful. GVS fussed on the first flight, and then our connecting flight was delayed by over 2 hours. Ugh. I did manage to change and feed GVS a few times, and she was great on the flight once we actually took off, but I was so exhausted by the time we got home. And then, the house... Let's just say that Hubby has never been domestically inclined, but this was yuck. Cat puke everywhere, litter all over the floor, general clutter and mess... I was tired enough that it really upset me.
But I'll get things cleaned up, and it'll be fine.
And GVS had her 2-month checkup this morning. She's now weighing 11 pounds, 5 ounces (wow!), and is in great health. She screamed through her vaccines, and continues to be a bit fussy. I'm hoping that she'll still manage to continue her sleeping schedule (straight through the night for 13 days!), but it may be that I'm due for a stretch of sleepless hours tonight.
What else for GVS... She's smiling! Big wonderful smiles and warm my heart and make everything worthwhile. And the washable diapers are working out well. I don't think I'll bother with them next tine we travel, though. They take up a lot of space in the suitcase, and washing them at someone else's can be a pain.
I think that's it for now. Next trip is in two weeks, to Boston for a bridal shower. I'm glad that I learned so much on this trip, so next one might be easier.