We're home!!

Late Friday night we arrived in Los Angeles after a 13-hour flight. Caelyn was uncomfortable and crying a lot the first hour or so. But she slept the most of the flight. We made it through custom and immigration fairly quickly and came out to see our friends Le and Hung with flowers, welcome home balloon, and a camcorder rolling. It was so nice to be welcomed home. They also brought, per our request, a hot water dispenser so we can make bottles quickly without worrying about boiling water and using the thermos. That has already made a world of difference.

We were thrilled we didn't get sick during the trip. During the second week...a number of people in our group got sick...at different times. We thought it was food poisening but found it strange that we all ate similar things but people got sick at different times. Well, we figured it out. It's the stomach flu. Although we didn't get sick during the trip. Zach got sick shortly after we arrived home Friday night. Then I got it last night. I guess we can still say we're thrilled we didn't get sick while on the trip. But paying for it now!

Due to various circumstances Caelyn's sleeping/feeding schedule has been all over the map the last few days. To top it off, we tried to keep her up (allowing one nap) yesterday trying to get her to overcome jetlag. She did managed to stay up until 8pm last night...with a lot of work from Zach entertaining her. Remember she used to be able to sit up, balance herself if you tilt her legs upwards? Well, at 7pm last night she was in good spirits but was like a noodle. We would sit her up then she would immediately dive forward or backwards. And if you leave her there for more than one second...she would sleep.

Not sure if she's teething (Zach's theory) or has indigestion (my theory), she has been a bit more fussy. The last few nights, in particular last night, she would cry for one or two seconds every hour or so throughout the night. A few times she cried longer than one second so I got up to hold her (maybe she's scared too?). I still get the night shift therefore, needless to say, I'm exhausted.

What's puzzling to us is she was so happy and comfortable the first week and a half. We were expecting her to be scared and fussy. But instead, she's a bit more fussy now and when I set her down with her toys she's fine. As soon as I get up to walk to the kitchen or anywhere further than 5 feet...she starts to cry. It's cute. Seems like she recognizes her mama. But it's hard to get any work done. Last night I had to hold her in one arm and make formula with the other because the kitchen is too far from her play area (over 5 feet).

Overall she's still an easy baby. She was fine being in her new stroller, crib, carseat, and tried new baby foods (bananas and green beans). The green beans baby food was in the refridgerator when she was wailing for food. So I thought I let her try it thinking she would just hate the cold. She did make a face when I fed her the first bite...but a few seconds later she opened wide asking for more! We did end up warming it up in a bowl of hot water while feeding so the last few bites were at room temperature.

"My heart belongs to daddy"

Farewell Dinner



Look, there's finally an occupant!

I'm home! And I would like to gnaw on my new pink shoes! Thank you very much.