A Momentary Lapse of Reason

So what's the logical conclusion to hiking with a pregnant woman? Hiking with a newborn, of course! Heather and I had gone on additional "hike" before Dylan was born, but I'll pass one of Dylan's first adventures.

On Dec 30th, the weather in DC was seasonably warm (~50 degrees). We decided to head out to a trail that parallels the Potomac, this time on the Virginia trail. This trip required more strategy and planning than both the previous for obvious reasons.

We drove to Turkey Run Park, just off George Washington Parkway. I'm used to getting out of the car, tightening my shoelaces and going. But this adventure required some accodomations for Dylan. So we took the Baby Bjorn with us. After figuring out how to strap Dylan safely and snuggly to my chest we were off. Heather was confident that I was more sure-footed so she insisted I care Dylan.

Shortly thereafter, we started down the trail. Within moments, Dylan was fast asleep; he enjoyed being in warm snowsuit, close my chest, and rhythms of my heartbeat. The trail quickly descends from the road down to the river and parallels the river. I was continually worried that Dylan would awake and become fussy. But he roused seldomly and each time was sated by pacifier. I'm still not sure how he was breathing with his nose and mouth pressed up against my chest. He was a great champ about the entire matter and it allowed Heather and I to feel as if we got enjoy the outdoors. I'm not sure Dylan had much of a concept of where he was, but he did great.