We had visitors last week—Andrew’s sister and dad were here last weekend; his dad stayed on for the week; and then this past weekend we drove up to New Hampshire to open the house and enjoy our first blissful weekend away from it all. We were there only from Friday afternoon through Sunday afternoon, and a good bit of the first day was spent opening the house (i.e., Andrew and his dad cleaning out unmentionable awfulness while I sequestered the girls outside), but we still managed to take in some of the peace and rest we love so much.
We were outside nearly the entire time we were there—Lucia remembered lots of things from last summer, and though it was too cold to get out her swimming pool, she still got to swing, collect stones and dandelions, play with her ball hut, and ride around in her car and tractor. She could not have been any happier running around in the grass. Greta chose to celebrate our stay by beginning to sit up on her own for very long stretches (usually until she reaches too far forward for a toy and topples over). She happily played on a blanket in the grass. She did not choose to sleep very much at night, and, after another night of dreadful nonsleep last night, I am so tired I can barely function—I’ve been knocking things over all day as I walk around the apartment, as though I’m drunk.
A few pictures from the weekend, and then I’m off to bed, though I don’t know why I bother. I’m sure I’ll be up nursing Greta just at the moment when I’m drifting off into yearned-for sleep. She is nursing so much, and getting up so often, that I don’t know what to do. I started her on solids a week and a half ago, giving her rice cereal at dinnertime, and today I added in a lunch of carrots. She’s popping the snaps of her 6-month sleepers, so I can only assume this is some kind of insane growth spurt that will soon pass. And while I’m writing this disjointed, somewhat insane post, I’ll add that at her doctor’s appointment last week she weighed in at 15 pounds 11 ounces (50th percentile) and measured 27.5 inches (95th!!! percentile). She’s a good little grower, this one.