Spent my only week off this year (aside from the 6 weeks I got for maternity leave) visiting family in MA for Diana's bridal shower and then looking for a place to live in Seattle. The weekend in MA was lovely; I always enjoy seeing the family with Sam and he was able to meet his two cousins, Ethan and Gavin.
The trip to Seattle was a bit daunting. It started with the 5+ hour plane ride from Boston to Seattle that I inexplicably scheduled during the time that both Sam and I sleep. It was exhausting but Sam weathered it like the Champ he is; at the rent car counter at midnight he was babbling and smiling and I wondered, "How is it that my child is comforting me here?"
The next few days, Kyle and I tried to catch up on sleep and also explored the city. Several times, I found myself thinking, "What the heck have I done? I'm moving my whole family across the country where we have to start everything new." The sound of my inner voice was familiar-- it's the same one I've heard on the rare occasion when I'm exceptionally tired at work. It has a tendency to say negative things and to assume that things are harder than normal. I told myself my lack of sleep was making everything worse than it was. Then Kyle told me not to shoulder the burden of this move, that it was a family decision, thought out by both of us. He reminded me that we were in it together and he was excited to move to Seattle. How I love him...
As the week went on, everyone adjusted to the time zone and I felt more confident. On our last day, we walked Sam in the Washington Park Arboretum (coffees in hand, of course) in Montlake, enjoyed treats in a gluten-free, vegan, sugar-alternative bakery (Heaven!), and saw the awesome sky-line from Gas Works Park in Fremont. I started imaging how great things will be once we're there, established in our own space. I guess I like the security of routine and home comforts and this is only more so with an infant in tow.
Sam did great. He made friends with a large lab named Amos and continued to piece together his forward motion. In Seattle, we witnessed him make a few sequential crawling motions and when we returned to Atlanta, he showed us a full-on, across-the-room, crawl. I thought about how patient and determined he is and realized it's a good metaphor for the upcoming move: take it one small step at a time.
Here's some pics from the visit home:
Ethan, Sam, and Gavin
With Dad
Toes are the best!
A Seattle park from Sam's perspective:
At the Gas Works Park in Fremont looking south to downtown:
The "Whole Fam-Damnly"
Seattle Skyline
Whoa, look at that crawling!
This new mobility means Sam is discovering new things everyday:
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