At 10pm MP and I were ready to crawl into bed ourselves, alarms all set for a 5am wakeup. Not seconds after my head hit the pillow, MP2 began to stir...and then wimper...and then cry...and then wail. Not wanting to have the Holleman kids join the late night fun, MP and I quickly grabbed MP2 and brought him to bed. Unfortunately, he just could not get comfortable. The only way he would fall asleep was if I was sitting up and holding him. I would let him sleep a bit and then ever so gently try to lay him down beside me. The minute I pulled away my hands, POP!, his eyes would open and the cycle begin again. I spent a lot of time just watching this fire...and feeling each second of lost sleep tick by...lost forever.
This lasted all the way until his next feeding at 12:30am, at which point something happened, and I was able to put him down in the pack and play and he was out (for a few hours at least), 5am - with one other feeding around 3a - came much too early. Somehow, it was also barely enough time to get us out the door, to the airport, checked-in (luckily the kind ticket agent let us go even though we'd forgotten MP2's birth certificate), thru security, and immediately onto the plane. Crazy. To think I used to be such an efficient business traveler (who now doubt snubbed my nose a time or two at people just like the "new" me).You'll note no pictures of MP or I from the trip - we were looking pretty haggard. MP2 on the other hand, enjoyed a nice long nap in MP's lap...
...followed by a cheery mood. He knew we were heading to see Franma and Grandan!
We had a great nearly week-long visit. It was so fun to spend time with MP's parents, and I think they enjoyed seeing all the ways in which MP2 has changed and grown. But, all that aside, the best part of all was getting to meet cousin Isla!! At two and a half weeks old, she is just the cutest little snuggly baby. (Was MP2 ever that tiny? What happened? When did he get SO big???) Here are the Pulles (sans Grandan who was at work):
We spent the day at TP's hanging out with babies and just enjoying a nice visit.
We went out to Chelsea Market for a walk and nice lunch.
...and MP enjoyed getting to know Isla
After work, Grandan headed over, and the happy grandparents spent time with their two grandchildren!
A budding soccer star for sure, and I bet Grandan will be his #1 fan :)
Franma and the babies...
Later in the week, we headed to White Plains to meet up with MP's childhood friend, Ken, for lunch. It was clear Ken's had lots of practice with his own nieces and nephews...MP2 took to him just right away. And Ken even intercepted a french fry that MP2 was trying to sneak. (What terrible parents would we be if MP2's first solid food was a french fry?!?!)
On our last day, MP, MP2 and I went out for chinese near FM+GD's house. While we were eating, we noticed the pretty snowfall and hoped that it wouldn't affect our travel plans. The weather had only called for up to 3 inches, so we were sure we'd be fine. Until we left the restaurant! At least 3 inches had fallen - while we were having lunch! - and it was still coming down. A treacherous trip up the hill to FM+GD's found us safe and warm, and enjoying the view out the back door.
Luckily, the snow stopped, the roads were plowed overnight, and we got home without any problems at all.
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