I'm currently fighting jet-lag threefold. A jet-lagged husband, child and myself. Getting back to the swing of things after a wonderful trip abroad is really tough.
The first night was relatively easy. I fell asleep at 8 and slept through pretty much until 7:30am. There was a momentary yowl from Maddox's room, but after a quick sooth he went right back down. Last night was a little tougher. He woke at 10 exclaiming "breakfast?!". Little did he know that some people were still working on dinner in the world. I'm curious to how tonight will go. I'm sitting with a glass of Pinot, ready to catch up on Lost. Wish me luck.
A full trip recap to come!