Baby Hank at my brother’s wedding reception in Boston

I’m finally back in Salt Lake after being gone for 31 days. You should see my pile of unopened mail. It was a long time but I already miss New York. I’m in serious recovery after possibly the worst flight ever last night. We waited, buckled in, on the runway for THREE hours before taking off. At one point we had to get out of line on the runway and back to the gate to get MORE fuel and de-ice for the second time. During these three hours Henry screamed. The entire time. Then right before taking off he soaked my jeans with urine ( I fed him quite a few bottles trying to get him to go to sleep. Plus drugs. Both backfired. He was agitated, exhausted and leaking). Sitting in urine soaked jeans for 5 hours was fabulous, I gotta say. We got in at 3am but Henry wouldn’t go back to sleep again until almost 5am. Motherhood at its finest. I’m going to bed now.