

Yes, we're going to Colorado for Thanksgiving. I haven't traveled anywhere in almost a year. Recently, all I've heard about travel are horror stories of people sitting on runways for hours at a time. We don't currently have seats together and I have this nightmare that I'm going to have to put Ada in a seat by herself, next to strangers. "She needs to eat every three hours. Here's her milk; here's her diaper bag; wave to me if you need anything." Do I have anxiety about this trip? Um, yes.
I'm excited to see the family though -- Ada's so much bigger and pinker than she was the last time everyone saw her. She's also louder. A warning to the folks coming to Colorado: Ada recently found her loud voice. She's been shrieking a bit when she's upset, rather than just doing her normal, newborn cry. It's slightly shocking. Luckily she doesn't usually do it in the middle of the night.
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