Just Visiting

Andrew and I went on quite the road trip yesterday, just the two of us. What would usually be a 4.5-hour drive turned into a 6.5-hour drive as I made frequent stops to get the poor little guy out of his car seat and to feed and change him. It wasn't as bad as I'd feared it would be. Andrew was a trooper and only cried a little bit. When we arrived, he met his great-grandmother for the first time and was at his charming best, talking and smiling away for her. I'm so glad. We're here till Tuesday. Keep your fingers crossed for me that the trip home will be as uneventful as the drive up.

Oh, I should update on the breastfeeding situation. I was close to cancelling this trip but things improved drastically starting on Sunday. He hasn't refused a feeding in a week. He still fusses and pulls off, and I'm not entirely sure he's getting enough to eat, but he's having plenty of wet diapers and seems content. I gave him a bottle this afternoon just to ease my mind. I will discuss my concerns at his four-month checkup on Wednesday.