After all the carousel fun in Italy, the first order of business this weekend was to visit one here. It's in a shopping mall instead of a cool piazza, but it has a gorilla!
I was so excited to come home and catch up with everyone, but so far all I’ve managed to do is sleep. I’ve done my fair share of travel, and I never remember jet lag this extreme, but I suppose pregnancy and a partner in crime can complicate matters. In any case, this week’s will be a much shorter post, and I’ll be later than I had hoped in catching up, but thankfully the internet, or rather you all, seem to be forgiving on such matters.
Because my brain is sleeping while I’m awake, I seem to have forgotten that I have a camera. I took no photos on our flight home because I was too busy being cranky and tired, and composing a letter of complaint to Air France in my head. I’ll have to write a travel recap post soon, and include the good, the bad, and the ugly. It was mostly good, but I have to keep it real. I’ve been pretty lousy at taking pictures since we got back as well, but I think I may be back on track. I’ll pepper this post with what I have managed to capture, in the name of Mamatography.
A post-nap nap.
Annabelle has been awfully busy playing with her beloved animal models, riding her tricycle, and just taking advantage of the things in her environment. She seems happy to be home! Like me, I think she has been a bit foggy during the readjustment, so no major conquests to report. She has been taking long naps in the middle of the day and having an awfully hard time waking up from them, then going to bed normally but waking up sometime between three and five am. One glorious morning she slept until six thirty, and I’m hoping this event repeats itself tomorrow. In the photo at right, she had gotten up from her nap sometime around four thirty in the afternoon, and then walked over to the couch, put her head down (while still standing), and fallen right back to sleep. I know the feeling, love.
When not asleep, I’m wandering aimlessly (and not at all vibrantly) around the house, trying to remember how to clean and where things go so that we can get the house back in order. The intersection between pregnancy brain and jet lag is not a pretty sight!
Annabelle has been helping me clean out the refrigerator after our long time away. Almond milk does not keep three weeks!
We did have some exciting news as a family. Just when I was getting to the point of being unable to think about anything other than our impending move, and feeling stressed out and upset that we had yet to be notified of where we’d be so that I could start planning for this birth, the husband found out where his next job will be. We’re moving to Washington DC! Well, we’ll more likely live in Northern Virginia, but you get the idea. It was a beautiful thing, while living on an island with one birthing center and one doula to search for nearby birthing centers and get “the first ten” results. So now I’m wading through the options, and would love to hear from you if you have birthed in the area or know someone who has. Also looking at neighborhoods, Montessori schools, parenting groups and, well, hopefully some friends.
Other than that, it has been pretty normal around here as we get back into the flow of daily life at home. I would love to hear what’s new with you, so please don’t be shy! Feel free to share away in the comments, or link any update posts of your own below.
…and two more photos for the Mamatography challenge.
The husband actually snapped this one of me, asleep in my clothes beside Annabelle asleep with her head at the foot of the bed, in mismatched pjs. Hey, at least I got dressed! Pretty good for people as tired as us!
Yesterday we finally got the grocery shopping done, and Annabelle discovered the new child-sized shopping carts.