As I mentioned in the last update, it’s been a REALLY busy week, and a tough one for Sam. We’ve been continuing our whirlwind tour of the midwest, stationed out of Ger’s parents’ house in St. Louis. This weekend we had to leave Sam overnight with someone else (Ger’s parents) for the first time while we attended my friend Gary’s wedding in Illinois. Man, that was tough.
The night before we tried to get Sam used to Ger’s mom by having her take a bottle from grandma. This was met with hideous shrieking. And also, Sam cried. In fact, she refused to take the bottle and screamed herself to sleep. We were pretty convinced that we were going to have to take Sam with us to the wedding, lest she call the Child Welfare Department and have us hauled off when we returned. Grandma won us over, though, as Sam finally took the bottle after her shriek-induced nap. So we handed her off, pinched our noses, and got in the car the next morning.
Turns out, it was the right thing to do and though we missed Sam greatly (Ger called to check on her every couple of hours, thanks in no small part to my goading her to do so) we also enjoyed our first time alone. At one point Ger, who is still breast-feeding Sammie, turned to me and said “You know what? I can have soda! And coffee! And a glass of wine! Two glasses of wine!”
“Yeah,” I told her, “but why stop there? You should do some smack!” At that point, I was the one who got the smack.
We did enjoy ourselves, and Ger did get those two glasses of wine. In fact, we capped off the night by splitting a bottle of champaign in our quaint room of the Taylorville Bed and Breakfast. We even slept through the night without worrying about the baby monitor.
The only way Sam was really able to interrupt our festivities was that the mechanics of breast feeding mandated regular pumping to keep Ger’s boobs from popping like two water balloons filled to overcapacity. She shamelessly stored the milk in the B&B’s communal mini-fridge, right next to the bottled water and Diet Coke, which I’m sure got a few puzzled stares out of the other guests.
And now, pictures. I have to point out that this and this are two of my favorite pics of Sam to date. Damn, she’s a cutie.
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Oh, and you know what? It’s not over. Later today Sam gets christened in the same church where Ger and I were married, and by the same priest. Pictures and post to follow.
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