Just under a month from the time we brought you home, we packed up and took you to a family reunion in Altamont, Utah. Once again, I was a nervous wreck not knowing what to expect traveling with such a tiny infant who had just been under 100% observation by doctors and nurses.
I almost didn't want to go, but this was my mother's side of the family: the Stewarts, and each of them mean so much to me. Off we went packed to the hilt with baby gear, a breast pump and anxiety throughout. The reunion turned out to be wonderful and I am so glad that we went. There was a little creek running outside of our bedroom window which seemed to lull you to sleep when you were fussy at night. Here are a couple of photos of that trip. Our tiny family is in purple and at the top of the stairs:
For a very special amount of time, you would sleep all snuggled up close to me at night. I would
prop myself up on about 4 pillows and hold you ALL NIGHT LONG. That was your favorite way of sleeping whether it was at night or during a nap. (To be completely honest, it was MY favorite way of sleeping also!)
Sometimes, when I thought you were REALLY asleep, I would move you into the little bouncy / buzzy chair which was right next to me in the bed so I could move to a different position myself. I will never forget the bonding and closeness I felt as we slept together this way. Your tiny little breaths were sacred and beautiful. 


