Not one, but two, new items appeared in Juliet's repertoire Tuesday. First, she slept from 10:00 last night until 5:30 this morning!! An all-time record and a good portent of things to come. And second, she seems to have finally found her thumb. She has been attempting to put her entire fist into her mouth; today she put her thumb into her mouth and left the other fingers outside. Unfortunately, her thumb was so far into her mouth that she gagged herself, and spit up a little bit. But we still see the thumb as improvement, as she'll be able to comfort herself when she gets hungry or upset. Two giant leaps forward today!
It's our last day in Morlaix, and Jeanne wants to visit her good friend Emilie, who lives in Brest. Juliet and I are always up for a road trip (I like to look at the French countryside, and Juliet likes to sleep in the car), so after lunch we set off to visit Emilie and her little girl, Margot. Margot was born prematurely five months ago, so she's a little smaller than Juliet right now. Developmentally the doctors think she's doing very well, and so far they don't foresee any problems. What a miracle! She was just over a kilogram (2.2 pounds) when she was born.
It's fun to see the two little girls together. They do look at one another, but they don't seem to have any particular interest in the other little face. When laid side by side in a play area, they pay more attention to the mobiles overhead than each other. When one cries the other doesn't even seem to notice. Probably in a few months they'll have a lot more curiosity about each other. How fun it will be for Jeanne and Emilie, who have known each other since they were 12, to see their daughters grow up, get to know each other and maybe become friends.
After Emilie's we went shopping. Jeanne got a few nice things at H & M, and I bought some flowers for Jean and Marylise. After returning to Emilie's to pick up the bottles I had left by the kitchen sink (oops) we headed back to Morlaix for our last dinner with Jean. Marylise was on a late flight to Brest, maybe because of the airport employees' strike this week, so she didn't get home until 10:30. We said our goodbyes and I tried to thank them for their generous hospitality. They are truly like family and I feel so blessed--for myself, Tom and especially Matthew. Jean said he and Marylise might see us at Thanksgiving. What a good surprise--they are thinking of coming to the States with Matt and Jeanne in November!
Wednesday was a day for travel, one of those days where you just put your head down and do what needs to be done. We spent the morning getting ready to go, and left about 12:45, bringing our lunch with us. It was pouring rain, of course; the one day you really would like good weather. While we were in Morlaix, I practiced driving for about 10 minutes. That was a good thing, since every stick shift drives a little differently. Juliet was very good in the car, but she was worn out by the time we got back to Levallois. The last half hour on the Peripherique is horrible for anyone, let alone a hungry baby. But we made it back and had dinner with Matthew, and even found a parking space right in front of the apartment. Not a bad day's work.
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