We made it safely but exhaustedly home from our trip at last. And while I'm glad we went, our visit was filled with the usual kind of silly family dramas that happen in all families (or at least they happen in all of mine!), so it was a relief to get back to my own house. However, we were happy to see everyone and have Jacob meet his cousins and get pictures, professional and otherwise, with all of them. Copies of said pics to arrive soon in the gallery, so stay tuned....
Of course, one unfortunate side effect of our journey is that Jacob seems to have regressed on many fronts, most notably with regard to sleeping. He was already in a downward spiral before we left, but sleeping in new places under new circumstances apparently worsened his decline, regressing him to a state very much like his early infancy during which he could only sleep for very short periods and then only on someone else, usually me. Today he has been completely incapable of napping on his own even for his customary short cat naps and began screaming inconsolably in his sleep shortly after we put him down for the night. In short, near total regression. If I knew more about statistics, I'd make some sort of regression joke here to hammer this point home, but I don't, so let me just repeat: sleeping = bad. We have quite a bit of work ahead of us.
In addition, while he still recognizes his dad and his nanny, he doesn't quite trust them, especially when I'm around. All our time together appears to have converted him temporarily into a mama's boy, which development is not one I want to encourage. I need a break every once in a while, and none are on the horizon when he's like this.
Sigh. I need a vacation from my vacation. I need a vacation from my vacation's aftermath!