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I should be sleeping while my little one sleeps.  But, instead, I catch myself staring at her sweet goodness and peacefulness.  She didn't want to sleep all swaddled up in her bed.  So, I brought her on to my chest (still swaddled) and just cuddled with her.  She liked that and went to sleep.  Then I laid her down on my bed while I finished a few things and here she sleeps next to my knee while I glance over every so often to make sure I see the slight rising and falling of the swaddle.  Yep, she's still alive.  I do love the dainty nose, the sweet mouth, the tiny ears, and the pokey dark hair.  My favorite are the rounded cheeks that have filled in nicely over the past 5 weeks.  And, in this light, I can't even see the baby acne she's broken out in.  Sweet, perfect babies.  I'm so very thankful for mine.

Mr. A asked me today why Baby S has mosquito bites all over her face (he's currently battling mosquito bites on his arms, legs, and face, so I guess misery loves company).  I told him that they weren't bites, but her skin's way of working out the air now that she's outside of my tummy.  So observant.

After 13 1/2 hrs in the car yesterday, we made it home all in one piece.  A few bouts with traffic, but nothing we couldn't all work through.  Nobody vomited this time (see ride down Miss M's present to us all that had me begging DH to buy more air fresheners every time we stopped for gas), no diaper blowouts, plenty of sugar, snacks, and non-calcium-enhanced drinks, a few renditions of happy birthday, and we made it. 

Thanks to my mom for helping to facilitate great cousin memories, a cocky boogie boarder (who now thinks he's a surfer), the "Happy Birthday" theme song from the marvelous Miss M (sung at the top of her lungs with absolutely no tune whatsoever while she made sand "birthday cakes" of the fruit snack variety - that's what she told us anyway), and the soundly sleeping Baby S (12:30-7 on the 2nd to last night....she can do it!).

It's nice to sleep in our own beds again.  But, it's even nicer to empty bags and find a little bit of sand at the bottom of each one to remind us of where we've been.