International Baby

We've been home for a few days now, but this is the first chance I have had to write about Olivia's adventures in Germany. Not only have we been trying to shake off our own jet lag, but poor little Olivia's time clock is completely screwed up. To top it all of she got sick for the first time this weekend, and it wasn't just a few little sniffles. We are talking full on fever (at least 102 degrees), screaming like her big toe had been cut off, and as you can imagine, very, very needy. I spent all but an hour of Saturday night trying to comfort her. After trying about 10 times to get her to sleep in her crib, I finally gave up and just held her for the rest of the night while trying to doze off in a chair. She seems to be feeling quite a bit better today, but she is still pretty fussy. Now that she can crawl, her new thing is to find me wherever I am, and hang on to my leg. Although I'm glad she finds comfort in me, I am feeling like those old Calgon commercials. Take me away! I would trade my Grocery Game coupon collection for a night and a day to myself, and for those of you who know me well, you know that is BIG! Anyway, back to our trip to Germany. On several occasions Yale and I both said that we couldn't have asked for a more cooperative baby. The only time that was a struggle was on the flight to Germany. I think Little O was just overstimulated and overtired. I bet the passengers sitting around us thought that instead of giving her Benadryl to help her sleep, we accidentally gave Vivarin. That kid was wild! The baby sitting in the bassinet next to her just sat calmly, smiling at her parents. Eventually she laid back and fell asleep. In contrast, our little angel thought she was a rock star at her first concert doing stage dives out of her bassinet. When we tried to hold her she thought she was in her Joanie Jump Up, bouncing up and down. And this went on for hours! A few hours into the flight, the mom of the baby sitting next to us, looked at me and said, "You must be absolutely exhausted at night." I replied, "You said it sister!"O finally conked out for the last couple of your of the flight, thank goodness. Okay...I wrote the above paragraphs almost a week ago and I am just now getting back to it. Olivia was sick for most of the week and kept me hopping like a fire-walker in training. I am going to post what I have written so far, and plan to write more about our trip later. I am realizing I am not much for creatively reporting trip events, so it won't be anything to detailed and like that of the Yale Kaul travel logs, but I will do my best. Even better yet, maybe Yale will write about it.