Ok, so here's a NICE post (after the yucky PB one last night). I wanted to tell you about the rest of my trip. It was, of course, mostly about meeting baby Zachary. When my sister handed him to me I was instantly struck by the incredibly strong sense memory of holding her as a newborn. I'm four and a half years older than she is and I remember that day like it was yesterday. (Also, I was tickled pink that my sister had him wrapped in the blanket I knitted for our first meeting.)
It was SO good to see my sister looking so wonderful and happy (if a little tired).
That first night was a blur of family and hugging...several aunts, uncles, and cousins got to town the same night we got in. It was wonderful to see everyone. This is two of my mom's siblings, Aunt Arlene and Uncle Mark.
On our second day there, we did a lot of eating. I was super impressed that my sister and brother-in-law took the baby out to lunch with us. They walked the half mile to the restaurant in the chilly weather (the baby was WELL bundled and inside my sister's coat)...talk about no excuses...Dana had given birth mere days before and was already walking miles each day.
I didn't do much else. Scott went to the art museum with my aunt Arlene, her husband Jay and my uncle Mark (the one we went to Disney with in November). I chose to stay behind and spend some quiet time at my sister's house. Dana and Mike went upstairs to take a nap, and Zachary curled up on me and slept for an hour and a half, snuggled into my arms. Sweetest thing ever.
We went to the pizza place I love for dinner, Pizzeria Posto. I somehow managed to get almost NO pictures without the baby from this trip and since he wasn't with us, the camera didn't even come out, but this is from one of the last times I was there, last winter:
The next day, Sunday, was Christmas. The day of my nephew's bris and the awful PB incident. Let's not talk about that. Moving on...
Monday was fabulous. It was such a gorgeous and sunny morning that we wanted to get outside and walk. Dana bundled the baby up and popped him in the stroller and we (me, Scott, Dana, Mike, and my mom) walked for a couple of miles and got some lovely fresh air. I love city walking now. It's so relaxed - totally different from working out type walking. It's nice to be able to walk miles and miles without getting tired.
After that, Scott, my parents, and I went to the MIT museum. That was amazing! I loved seeing all of the technology, old and new. This was one of my favorite moments, comparing the phone that Scott keeps in his pocket to the gigantic old computer with hundreds of times LESS computing power.
I like this one too. Scott is a database engineer and I have heard him say, more than once, that tech is hell.
We even got Zachary the cutest hat there...it's a Thinking Cap. :-)
I got this super cute and nerdy shirt for myself as well, which I bought in a plain old size LARGE, thank you very much.
That night my dad's sister and brother-in-law, my Aunt Jinny and Uncle Charlie, came to town. Zachary went on his first train ride on the T...he didn't seem too impressed as he slept bundled in a wrap inside of Dana's coat the whole way.
We went to a fabulous restaurant, Upstairs on the Square, in Cambridge. The food was spectacular...Dana and I shared salad, a roasted cauliflower pasta dish (which I ate very... very... slowly because I was scared I'd get stuck again), green pizza (spinach & herbs) and my mom and I shared a huckleberry crumble with salted caramel vanilla bean ice cream. Yum! I ate small-ish portions quite slowly, and did fine.
Tuesday was the day we were leaving. Our flight out wasn't until the night time so we had most of the day there. Scott and I were finally able to spend some alone time with Dana, Mike, and Zachary as everyone else went sightseeing to the town where my father grew up. It was nice to have some quiet time with them, and we're already planning another trip for the summer.
Later, we went for a walk on the Freedom Trail in Boston and saw some of the old sights - the old state house, the location where the Boston massacre started, etc. That's something Scott was excited about and I'm glad we got to see it.
It was then time to go home. As awesome of a trip as it was...the best part was quietly snuggling Zachary and getting to know the little guy.