Our internet is acting funny and I can't access my Wordpress blog or the normal Blogger site. So... no pictures today. Sorry!
We finally made it home yesterday after 47 hours of traveling. The kids were fantastic on the flight from Ethiopia to Washington and slept most of the flight. True to Ethiopian reputation, the other passengers were wonderful and were all doing their best to entertain the babies when they were awake. At one point, several of them were passing around Atticus and were offering to hold Norah as well. Still, it was an eighteen and a half hour flight and Paul and I didn't sleep. We got held up in the customs line and ended up missing our connection to O'Hare. When we finally caught the next flight Norah's cold, teething, ear infection, and general befuddlement had caught up with her and she screamed blue murder for two hours. By the time we reached Chicago Paul and I were in black moods and ready to drop - just in time for us to find out that snow and sub-zero temperatures at home had caused all flights to be cancelled. Our warm clothes (heck, all of our clothes) were in our checked baggage so we ended up spending the night at the Hilton that is attached to the airport. The bed was lovely and the shower was fantastic, but both kids had slept all day so there wasn't much sleep to be had.
A word about United Airlines: When we got to the check-in desk at 5:30 am the next morning the three employees were not helping anyone, but instead discussing loudly whether their past personal experiences counted as statutory rape. When we had problems with the automatic check-in, followed by problems using the customer service phone which had such a high buzz it temporarily damaged my hearing, they refused to help and said we would have to exit the airport (in negative temperatures with two underdressed infants) and go to an office. After some tears on my part with a nice security guard and some magic on Paul's part with the phone, we made it to the gate only to have another employee call Paul a jackass as Paul walked away. Oh, and we're hoping to be able to pick up our luggage tonight but it's taken several phone calls and we still haven't ascertained that they're actually there and United doesn't deliver lost luggage. I apologize for the rant, but United should remember what they say: A happy customer tells one person about your company; An unhappy one tells ten. I was unhappy.
The grandparents were there to meet us at our finally destination and it was wonderful. Paul and I are officially obsolete and have been replaced. The three of them stayed for the day and allowed us to catch up on our sleep. Fabulous.
Today we saw our wonderful new pediatrician. He said both kids look really good and Norah's horrible wheezing and discomfort are just a cold and ear infection. The kids got a bunch of immunizations. Norah tried rice cereal for the first time (although her head barely reaches the highchair tray). Atticus is creeping around a lot. He was really crabby after the shots but seems to be happier now that I'm letting him crawl around the floor in only his diaper. I have no idea why that worked, but I'm going with it.
I loved waking up to play with my happy son this morning while our tuckered daughter slept. I love watching my husband rock our kids and comfort them. The past few days have been tiring and stressful, but I figure things will most likely go up from here and here is pretty darn good.
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