I'm not even talking about how well it went relative to the amount of snow and havoc at Heathrow, or the icy, snowy roads connecting Somerset to London, in the days before our arrival.
I'm talking about how very well behaved our two little girls were on the long flight and long drive home to Martock.
Violet never made one cry. She played in our laps, nursed, ate food, and slept soundly. When it was time to try to put her to bed, I just swaddled her, gave her the pacifier and strapped her into the bassinet. She went to sleep soon after, and stayed asleep until the cabin lights came on shortly before we landed. Wow. What a difference between this flight and our flights with Cora for her first Christmas.
Our first night, both girls went to sleep easily between 8:30 and 9 p.m. Violet woke up around 2 because of the jet lag, and wasn't sleepy. Cora also woke up around 3. Violet went back to sleep around 5, but Cora just couldn't stay quiet in her bed for any longer, so we went downstairs for an early breakfast.
You can't blame the girls for their bodies' confusion with the time difference. Hopefully tonight will go better.
Merry Christmas, everyone!
2 comments:
What a wonderful post!!
Love to all of our relatives across the pond!!
You are in our thoughts!
God's love (and mine)
Chris
aka Grandpa Wahla
Happy Christmas to you all, glad you arrived safely.
Happy Christmas to all the family in California too!!
Cougs & Jenny
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