Crossing Borders and Such

O’s first trip out of the country was a complete success!!  Not only did she win the entire family over (as expected of course), but she won the hearts of many friends.  I think we will be hearing some happy news of soon to be parents.  I mean, who wouldn’t after seeing baby O!!

During the car trip (10 hours) she was just a little trooper!!  We stopped every 2/3 hours so she can stretch her little legs.  We walked around on the grass, and became a waving fool… waved at every car that went by, all the doggies and kiddies that were in the rest area.  She has even started to clap.  SUPER CUTE!!

In the milestone department… She is now standing up on her own.  Her cousin was hovering about her, but she definetely stood up in her own two little chubby legs.  I believe thunder thighs will soon be a thing of the past.  Must take lots of pictures to commemorate the soon to be lost Thunder Tighs.

On a DH sidebar… On Monday, I had work meetings so DH was left at home with his mom and aunt to take care of O. Apparently he CAN change diapers and feed O.  This is only an issue when I am around.  But between the three of them, they did a great job!!  They told me that at one point, there was a huge debate on when O’s next feeding would be… 9 or 9:30.

Coming back, we were really lucky at the border… no traffic.  And DH thinks that once the border controller saw O’s passport picture, he gave a small smirk, and let us through right away.  I guess we look like the all American family now and we don’t look like the hoodlums we used to be.  Just to explain, in her passport photo she looks like a Swiss baby (becuase of the outfit), and she has her classic surprised look on her face.  Really really funny.

Now we are back home, and O had a 13 hour sleep last night, which she badly needed.  So hopefully by Friday, she will be back to her usual smiling, waving and clapping self.


About RidgewoodMom

Thirtysomething mom of a baby girl. First and only baby, possibly. First baby amongst my close friends. These are the trials, frustrations and lessons I have learned in raising a single child in New York.
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