the dawn of a new day

we had such a good time in martha's vineyard with my family and zack's parents. however, the 13-hour trip back to san diego [including a plane, a ferry, a bus and three car rides] wiped us out. thea did really well almost the entire trip until the last five minutes in the car when she completely lost it. by that point it was 11:30p east coast time and she'd been cooped up the entire day. i thought she would go to bed the minute we got inside but she got a second wind. it was most likely the combination of our scrumptiously soft new carpet [which made me giddy too, thank you amy!!] and the fact that she could finally stretch her legs.



i think we all finally fell asleep around midnight and we've been trying to make up for the lost sleep ever since. our waking moments this week have been spent trying to support and protect thea as she attempts to climb anything and everything in her vicinity. we're also trying to baby proof our house, which we thought we had done. now that we have a fully mobile, partially verticle [albeit slightly wobbly] and completely determined child we realize we were woefully unprepared for this new phase. so, i spent $250 at babies r us yesterday buying the latest and greatest in baby safety items but what i think we really need is a helmet and a protective bubble.

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on a separate note, july 11th marks the anniversary of finding out about nuggie's lip. i remember crying a lot in the days and weeks following the news and zack did a great job of consoling me as best he could, even though he was equally distraught. i remember like it was yesterday when he said, "we'll look back on this a year from now and think we did all that worrying and feeling bad for nothing. it's going to be so minor and not such a big deal."

so now here we are looking in the rear view mirror and he was right. there were hard moments for sure, and i definitely wish i would have worried less before she was born, but i wouldn't trade the experience for anything. i love our beautiful, curious little monkey so much that some days that makes me cry. i guess it's always something, right?