One trip down, two more to go!

Yesterday's SCA event/sitting-in-a-field went pretty well. The weather turned out way hotter than forecasted, so Gwen started the day in a long-sleeved onesie, pants, socks, and sweater, and a few hours later was wearing only a short-sleeved onesie and a diaper. She took one (one-hour) nap in the sling, and another (one-hour) nap on a friend's lap. Then fell asleep again in her dad's arms just before we were going to leave; probably would have stayed asleep indefinitely if not for a 'lord' nearby who decided now was the perfect time to play his bagpipes. It really pissed me off too, as he played for just long enough to wake the baby, then stopped - what was that about? I'm still wondering.

Also learned an important lesson: if baby has been pooping only once every two to three days for a couple of weeks, the day you take her out to the middle of a field, 35 minutes from civilization, with a limited number of diapers and wipes, is the day she will decide to alter her pattern and poop TWICE. We ran out of wipes and Chris had to run to his car to get this ancient container of Kleenex-brand wet wipes, which weren't even wet anymore. It was kind of pathetic. Live and learn.

Gwen was pretty well-behaved, with only one screaming fit (I later realized I'd forgotten to give her the mid-day dose of Ovol, which could have been the problem). For the most part she was alert and happy and very interested in all the people and goings-on around her. She even let several other people hold and cuddle her which I thought was terrific. I EVEN got to sit and eat my dinner uninterrupted! People are amazing.

Oh, and guess what else? This lady came walking along and asked, "Whose baby is that?" When I confessed she was mine, she told me she had a whole bag of medieval clothes for babies/toddlers, as her kids had now grown out of them, and that she had brought the bag along in hopes that she would meet a baby in need of garb. As I can't sew to save my life, Gwen is definitely a baby in need. So now she has lovely garb for the next few years. People are so generous!

We got home shortly after 9pm last night, and got Gwen to bed fairly easily, where she slept for a solid 8 hours. Today has been busy as we rush to unpack from that trip and plan our next adventure. The big challenge for the PR lake trip is the fact that we are walking on the ferry, but must bring a LOT of stuff. So we've got to figure out the best way of transporting all that stuff with only the strength of our backs and four arms between us. Tricksy, but we shall manage somehow.