Hello from Virginia! Lena and I arrived on Saturday night, exhausted and thankful. We had journeyed from Sicily to Milan, Milan to Paris, and Paris to D.C. Those 18 hours were rough, as Lena did not want to sleep and we had a pretty miserable time for much of the journey. I remember with fondness the trip Lena and I made to visit Elliott in Israel when Lena was 2 months old. She slept for seven hours of the 8-hour flight, and I slept for about 6 hours myself. Incredible! Those days are long, long gone, I realized woefully as I balanced a baby on my lap while attempting to eat dinner off my tray and feed her at the same time and keep her hands out of the sauces, juices, and vanilla eclair.
“What would you like to drink, madam?” the flight attendant asked me.
“White wine, please,” I replied.
She handed me a miniature bottle of wine. I was supposed to pour it into a pretty little cup on my tray, but I realized I’d lose most of the wine if I did this, thanks to Lena’s deft little grabs. I unscrewed the bottle cap and furtively gulped it down between bites, hoping I didn’t look like some kind of alcoholic! Usually I try not to drink before breastfeeding because the diluted alcohol can seep into breastmilk… but this time this was exactly what I wanted to happen. I’ll attribute the wine (and God’s mercy) to the fact that Lena eventually did sleep for about 3 hours of that flight.
Anyway, now that I have admitted I was trying to get both my daughter and myself slightly tipsy, we can move onto some pictures. These are some from the past month or so from home in Sicily. I’ll have more tomorrow from our trip to the States and a couple adventures we’ve had since arriving here!
1. “pajamas are too big, Mama”
2. visiting Daddy’s office and checking out the operating room
3. quiet evenings with Eden, Mom, and Dad in Sicily
4. a new sweater from Grampa
5. making friends in the Malta airport
6. stylish little jet setter in her plum-colored corduroy skirt and striped leggings!
7. pistachio gelato with Aunt Eden
8. buying mussels for dinner in the Catania fish market
9. “See me stand!”
10. apparently shoes and socks are not required at the weekly market in our town
11. checking out her “Abi doll” that her Aunt Abi (and bride-to-be this weekend!) made her
Hello from Virginia! Lena and I arrived on Saturday night, exhausted and thankful. We had journeyed from Sicily to Milan, Milan to Paris, and Paris to D.C. Those 18 hours were rough, as Lena did not want to sleep and we had a pretty miserable time for much of the journey. I remember with fondness the trip Lena and I made to visit Elliott in Israel when Lena was 2 months old. She slept for seven hours of the 8-hour flight, and I slept for about 6 hours myself. Incredible! Those days are long, long gone, I realized woefully as I balanced a baby on my lap while attempting to eat dinner off my tray and feed her at the same time and keep her hands out of the sauces, juices, and vanilla eclair.
“What would you like to drink, madam?” the flight attendant asked me.
“White wine, please,” I replied.
She handed me a miniature bottle of wine. I was supposed to pour it into a pretty little cup on my tray, but I realized I’d lose most of the wine if I did this, thanks to Lena’s deft little grabs. I unscrewed the bottle cap and furtively gulped it down between bites, hoping I didn’t look like some kind of alcoholic! Usually I try not to drink before breastfeeding because the diluted alcohol can seep into breastmilk… but this time this was exactly what I wanted to happen. I’ll attribute the wine (and God’s mercy) to the fact that Lena eventually did sleep for about 3 hours of that flight.
Anyway, now that I have admitted I was trying to get both my daughter and myself slightly tipsy, we can move onto some pictures. These are some from the past month or so from home in Sicily. I’ll have more tomorrow from our trip to the States and a couple adventures we’ve had since arriving here!
1. “pajamas are too big, Mama”
2. visiting Daddy’s office and checking out the operating room
3. quiet evenings with Eden, Mom, and Dad in Sicily
4. a new sweater from Grampa
5. making friends in the Malta airport
6. stylish little jet setter in her plum-colored corduroy skirt and striped leggings!
7. pistachio gelato with Aunt Eden
8. buying mussels for dinner in the Catania fish market
9. “See me stand!”
10. apparently shoes and socks are not required at the weekly market in our town
11. checking out her “Abi doll” that her Aunt Abi (and bride-to-be this weekend!) made her
Lena and I tried to take a smiling picture to send to her daddy this morning, but it was kind of difficult for her to perk up into a grin. She’s had a low-grade fever for over 24 hours now, a fever which first came to my attention yesterday when she took a five hour nap. Epic. This morning she also threw up all her breakfast and medicine all over both of us. Anyway, now that her mama is aware what her hot forehead and general droopiness indicate, we’re learning that grape-flavored infant Tylenol is kinda yummy and have been reading stacks of books, snuggling in bed (unusual for this typically non-snuggling baby), and taking it easy for a few days.
Elliott and I are hoping little L can kick this thing, because she and I leave on Saturday morning for the States. (Elliott has a mandatory work conference and so can’t come with us.) We’ll be home for my dear friend Abi’s wedding… such a cause for celebration! However, I’ve already been dreading the solo plane flight with an active 12-month-old who doesn’t like to sleep. What will I do with a sick 12-month-old?
Prayers and advice would be appreciated right now. Also, friends, if you’ll be around the D.C. area these next couple weeks, let me know. Lena and I would love to see you!
Lena and I tried to take a smiling picture to send to her daddy this morning, but it was kind of difficult for her to perk up into a grin. She’s had a low-grade fever for over 24 hours now, a fever which first came to my attention yesterday when she took a five hour nap. Epic. This morning she also threw up all her breakfast and medicine all over both of us. Anyway, now that her mama is aware what her hot forehead and general droopiness indicate, we’re learning that grape-flavored infant Tylenol is kinda yummy and have been reading stacks of books, snuggling in bed (unusual for this typically non-snuggling baby), and taking it easy for a few days.
Elliott and I are hoping little L can kick this thing, because she and I leave on Saturday morning for the States. (Elliott has a mandatory work conference and so can’t come with us.) We’ll be home for my dear friend Abi’s wedding… such a cause for celebration! However, I’ve already been dreading the solo plane flight with an active 12-month-old who doesn’t like to sleep. What will I do with a sick 12-month-old?
Prayers and advice would be appreciated right now. Also, friends, if you’ll be around the D.C. area these next couple weeks, let me know. Lena and I would love to see you!
Our second day in Malta was a little more rustic than urban, and we also got to spend more time on the beach. Yesss!
First thing in the morning, we set off for the Blue Grotto on the western side of the island. Pretty little skiffs tugged at their moorings as salty Maltese boatmen caught up on last night’s gossip before beginning another day.
We waited for our own ride around the Blue Grotto:
And what a lovely ride it was! We dipped into different caves formed by years of water washing on rock. Beneath the crystal clear water we could see the deceptively fragile forms of lavender-hued jellyfish, their long tentacles streaming behind them.
Afterwards we walked along the rocky beach for a short distance and then sat down in the sunshine. Lena discovered a little hole in the rock that was filled with seawater from last night’s high tide. She dipped her hand in experimentally and then tasted the water on her fingers. Wowza! Salty and so yummy! She proceeded to dip her hand in over and over, licking the salt off each time. Here’s a video:
Later we drove to visit the temples at Hagar Qim. Our Malta guide book suggested that you could see them fairly well without paying the entrance fee, and Lonely Planet was right, as usual. We followed the paths between the two temple sites and looked through the fences at the ancient ruins. In that way the setup reminded me of Stonehenge. This photo is from the edge of a cliff near the temples. What a view!
We had just watched Gladiatoragain in our hotel room the night before, and these fields of wheat reminded us of the classic scenes of “the Spaniard” smoothing his hand over the heads of wheat on his farm in every dream sequence. Much of The Gladiator was filmed in Malta, believe it or not, as well as other films like The Count of Monte Cristo and Casino Royale. Like Italy was for spaghetti westerns, Malta is cheap.
By this point it was high time for lunch, and we were starving. Lonely Planet recommended Ghar Lapsi, a nearby town, which consisted almost entirely of three restaurants and a little stretch of rocky beach. Lena got her feet wet for the first time in Malta. She loved it!
Telling us all about it…
Meeting a hermit crab:
In the Blue Creek Restaurant, we ordered their risotto con calamari al nero de seppia, or calamari risotto in squid ink. Lena and I loved it, but it looked like she was eating mud!
At this point, with our departure time approaching, we chose to spend the last few hours in Malta on one of the recommended beaches. Although chilly in April, it was a peaceful way to leave the island. We watched teenagers kicking a soccer ball around and listened to them speak in their strangely clipped English, the language of upperclass Maltese. We finished off the wine from lunch, read a few lines of our books, watched the sun dip into the sea, and kept an eye on our little explorer, Lena.
And then at last to the airport and then home, where we finally slipped little Lena into bed around 11pm. Malta was, like I said, a short and sweet trip for us, but a beautiful one (especially this time of year!) and we’d recommend it to anyone. If you’re coming our way to Sicily, we can suggest an inexpensive flight or ferry ride and you’ll be on your way to Malta for the weekend!