They say it takes a village to raise a child. Even with Baby M being only three months, I can see how this is true.
We’ve been traveling for the last couple of weeks, up to Alaska to go to my sister’s wedding. Travel with a baby would be challenging enough, but trying to eat at restaurants while working around Baby M’s allergies was pure frustration. We were not as successful as we hoped we would be, and there were several nights where M was back to inconsolable screaming and general misery. Surrounded by family, however, there were always willing hands to pass him off to, so that we could take naps or just get a break. We even got to eat entire meals, while they were still hot, using both hands, without interruption! It was nice to have so much help.
We have such wonderful families and friends, and lots of support, but now we’re realizing how unfortunate it is that everyone is so spread out. I wish we could gather everyone in one place nearby, but it’s just not going to happen. Aah, well, at least we’re lucky enough to have such amazing people in our lives.
I will get back to regular posting once we’ve unpacked and gotten the house and barn back in order…