Jet lag is a serious thing. We had a full 24-hour travel day, including 13 hours of flights... where we were seated in front of crying babies on both flights. I didn't sleep much, but instead pondered seriously our decision to start a family. He of course- sleep without issue. I guess men's internal workings are programmed to wake up every time a baby makes a noise.
I woke up at 5:30- right as he was getting back into bed after being up since 2 am. I started a load of laundry and am sort of going through the 2,600 photos we took on our 15-day honeymoon. I'm debating if I should go through the wedding photos again online or just wait for the digital copies to arrive in a few days. Not sure if I should do yoga or walk the dog, or go to the grocery store, or try to sleep some more.
But it is strange to be here right now, this early on a Sunday morning. And realizing that now... we just go on living. No more wedding, no more sightseeing. We have chores and responsibilities and a life now. I'm equal parts excited to move on and sad that it is all over.
Here's one quick wedding shot... I'll probably do a recap in the after wedding section at some point.