As mentioned previously, mommy had to go back to Austin after a fun family weekend in Houston to enjoy Uncle Quinn's Farewell Talk at church. You stayed in Houston with daddy as several family members were in town to visit with Uncle Quinn before he leaves on his mission to Brazil. Some of these family members had met you before and some had not yet. Daddy also wanted to stay home and spend some quality time with your uncles before Uncle Quinn is gone for the next two years. Unfortunately, mommy had to be back in Austin for another long work week - and it was - many late nights. I managed to get a little extra sleep and some packing done but mostly I just missed you guys. I was afraid that you wouldn't notice I was gone and that you would forget me when I came back. Of course, I wanted you to have fun and not be sad and miserable without me - frankly, I guess, if you had just not noticed my absence, I suppose that would have been for the best - BUT there was still a small part of me that wanted to feel validated as mommy that you missed me and needed me. I was told you had tons of fun throughout the week with family - swimming and going on all kinds of adventures. I heard you were cheesing it up with your cute new face all of the time and that everyone loved you very much. Daddy tried to do Skype with us multiple times but as there were so many people in Houston using the Taylor's internet, it was very choppy and poor image quality. It was almost a tease that I would rather not have done - as I could see you poorly and lagging and it just reminded me how much I missed you. I finally got to come back to Houston the following weekend. My coworker allowed me to sneak out very early so that I made it to Houston just shortly after when I would have otherwise been just leaving work. You were already asleep at it was about 11:30PM. Daddy and I stayed up visiting with family that I hadn't seen in years then we snuck into the room about 1:30AM. Due to the number of family members crashing at the Taylor's home, we all had to share a room and as memory serves from your earlier months - sharing a room with Delilah in the pack-n-play does not go well. If we happen to wake the baby dragon and she sets her sights on you then all heck breaks loose and until you are snuggled between us nursing you cannot be soothed. Needless to say this was what happened. As quiet as we tried to be within a minute you woke up and saw us and cried until you were picked up. Selfishly, I was excited because this meant that I would not have to wait until the morning to say hello to you after a whole week apart. BUT THEN... you initially immediately clung on to me and laid your head down in the darkness, but you abruptly pulled back and tried hard to stare at my face in the subtle light gleaming in from the hallway through the cracked door. You had this face of confusion and possible concern. You didn't seem to recognize me or you were shocked that it was me and not daddy soothing you as it had been for the past few days. Fortunately, it seemed that you accommodated quickly to the return of mommy and you laid your head back on my shoulder. I sat down on the bed with you and nursed you to your tummy's content - and boy must you have missed the real stuff over the formula this week or maybe just the comfort but it was a long session. THEN... another blow to mommy. After you had your fill, you snuggled in between us to sleep but suddenly got up and crawled over to daddy and daddy, half asleep, put out his arm like it was routine and you settled on top of him and fell asleep. If this was not the cutest scene I had every seen, I would have started crying. Obviously, daddy has been your knight in shining armor this week valiantly taking care of you and you've developed an extra special bond that I hope continues to bloom throughout your life. I felt like a piece of our relationship had ended or diminished though and that was tough. Not to worry though, the next morning, it was back to normal and the entire family vented frustration that with mommy in town, Delilah wasn't as much fun because you never wanted to play with anyone or would focus on anything unless it's me. *Selfishly excited* It also made me feel a little sad though. I was a bit frightened thinking that you cried relentlessly as I walked out of the room each time thinking that I would leave you for another week. Wow, was I between a rock and a hard place. I tried to take full advantage of every moment with you, and I tried to be more aware of experiencing each moment with you. We never know how many moments we get or how many moments we will miss. I'm so happy to have had and to continue to make new memories with you ... and I'm sorry but we are about to experience yet another week apart as daddy goes back to Houston in a few weeks to wish Uncle Quinn a real farewell. Have fun... don't miss me too much! ;)
You also got to meet Uncle Quinn's lady friend, Emi. She enjoyed you very much and she was a pretty funny addition to the general Taylor family fun.
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