We were spending our last day in Denver when Nolan hit 12 weeks. He did so well on the flight there and home. Of course we were nervous that he’d have a hard time with ear pressure but having him suck on a pacifier and feed during take-off and landing helped tons! Putting him in the baby carrier during security screening and boarding/off-boarding was a godsend. It helped to free my hands to hold things instead of it being occupied holding him. Anyhoots, since mommy was mostly working on this trip baby had to chill with dad in the hotel room or make short day trips around downtown to kill time. We didn’t have an official photoshoot like previous weeks but we did document some of what we did together on the trip…see below!
On our way to Denver: Nolan on the pacifier to help relieve the ear pressure.
Me at work in Downtown Denver.
Everytime I am in Denver I have to get a hot dog from Biker Jim’s.
Tran and Rob are also grubbing down on some dogs.
We had dinner with 2 of our brides: Tam & Beka. They were so sweet to treat us out. We’re back in Denver in less than 3 weeks to shoot Tam’s wedding.
Look at my 2 boys looking dapper for dinner.
Tran and Duy “heart” Denver and since it was Nolan’s 1st time we had to visit the mile high steps again…this time as a family.
Don’t worry, Nolan doesn’t know how to roll yet so he ain’t going nowhere.
Here are 2 images taken from my cellphone at dawn right before sunrise that last morning and on the flight to home sweet home.
Last night was the very first time I got to sit down and really think about the enormous impact Nolan has had on my life (you know, the super sappy mommy moment). For the first 2 months I didn’t feel anything close to this amount of love I have for him today. He may only be 10 weeks old but as I sat there holding him in my arms while he slumbered away for over an hour (with his very heavy head resting on my left arm) the rest of my life with him flashed before my very eyes. He’s walking, talking up a storm, in school, learning math, going to college, getting married…I was so happy but yet also so sad because I wish I had him earlier. I held off on having children focusing on career and enjoying a ton of ME time, but after having him my paradigm has completed shifted. I now believe that everyday that we wait to have child(dren) is one less day that we get to spend with them. And believe me, each day is so precious. If I had him 1, 3 or even 5 years ago that’s an extra 1, 3 or 5 years I would have gotten to spend with him before I die. So does that mean I want more kids now? Maybe not this very moment but I think it has changed mine and Rob’s perspective on things. =)
