Since Abby was a little baby, I learned to have very low expectations for sleep while traveling. In our personal experience, a new bed, new room, new roommates and new sounds usually means some broken sleep, shared beds and lots of comforting for our girl. It has gotten so much better since Abby has grown and moved from the pack and play to a bed. Ella is still young enough that her surroundings didn't effect her very much this trip, but (like at home) she was up to eat at about three each morning. On our Thanksgiving trip, Abby ended up in our bed at some point the first two nights and on night three she stayed in her own bed all night. As I was taking care of Ella in the middle of the night, I couldn't help but snap a photo of Abby at three am each night. I wanted to remember years from now how equally challenging and sweet these sleep deprived travel nights can be during this season of our lives.
Night 1:
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| We were all snuggled in nice and close. |
Night 2:
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| Someone loves her Daddy! |
Night 3:
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| Whoever says we didn't make any progress? |
I love her!
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