Christmas

I can't believe I didn't get around to posting about Christmas... well I guess there is a reason I forgot... I'd like to forget it. 

We went to Atlanta for Christmas to celebrate with my family.  Blakelyn was 6 weeks old at the time and it was our first long trip with her.  We had traveled to Birmingham (2 hours) when she was 4 weeks old.  That was the trip that we realized what we needed and what we could do without.  A kind of "test run" for traveling with her. We figured traveling to Atlanta would not be as stressful since we "had figured out how to do so."  HA!  The traveling aspect wasn't too bad, we realized Blakelyn travels best in the morning (she is sleeping or at least chill in the mornings).  However, as soon as we stepped into my parents house... Blakelyn began wailing FOR THE ENTIRE VISIT THERE!!

Looking back we assumed she was going through a growth spurt, but at the time we were about to go crazy.  She nursed just about every hour, fussed when anyone held her (including us), barely napped, and woke up a lot during the night.  The only time she was pleasant was when she was asleep or a few rare moments in the morning.  

We didn't get too many pictures since we were preoccupied... but what we got were these:

 Asleep while traveling:

A little worried about a diaper change:

I think I might be ok here:

Our little quasi happy content elf:

(yes, I'll say what your thinking)

Picture with mom:

and one with dad:

While our gremlin slept, I played with my new iPad:

Devil horns! or some kind of animal!

I've been decapitated!

I think this one is suppose to pick up on heat sensing... does this mean my hands have no circulation...

 And to sum up our Christmas (notice how angry Blakelyn is in this picture)

We had to get one family picture, even if we were tired and gritting "just take the freaking picture."