We spent the past few weeks in El Paso. My last flight before baby comes!
My little traveler!
Santi had a great time with cousin Ricky. Their favorite thing to do is race each other and see who can scream the loudest. They are so cute together.
Playing with Ricky and Chadi at the playground.
Visiting Great Grandma Rosa.
Next time we go to EP, we'll be a family of four!
Looking at him now, it's hard to believe everything he had battled and conquered over the past three months. Open heart surgery, diaphragm plication, a thoracotomy, four chest tubes, days without food, daily blood draws and four weeks in the hospital.
It's all a distant memory for Santi. One that will continue to fade from his mind, but will forever be ingrained in his soul. Seven weeks ago Santi was discharged from CHLA and I'm so happy to say he is doing so fantastic!
In celebration of his recovery and our baby moon (I'm 29 weeks!) we jetted over to Maui for a week of some serious R&R! We stayed in a gorgeous villa at the Kapalua Bay Montage with Abes parents. We soaked up the sunshine and the Aloha spirit. Santi needed this. And so did we.
That's a cup full of grapes. Not whoppers.
This guy is a great traveler! A long flight with a toddler is stressful. Period. I can't help but be nervous. You never know if they're going to be a sweetheart or have a major meltdown. Luckily we had a little sweetheart for all 5+ hours of the flight.
He watched movies and played the entire flight. Then fell asleep for the drive to kapalua.
Fun with daddy!
We watched humpback whales migrate between Maui and Molokai everyday! It was truly majestic to see them breach and play.
He's not a fan of sand
I wish you could hear the way daddy makes him laugh!
The belly!
On our last night we went to a Luau. A first for me and Santi.
After convincing him he didn't need a lollipop the size of his head we had a very smooth trip home. He conked out with only an hour left of our flight.
It was truly a spectacular vacation. ~Aloha~
We arrived at the Grand Canyon at 10:30am. The air was a chilly 37 degrees, snow still scattered the ground and hardly anyone had ventured into the park yet. This is by far the best time of year to see the majestic canyon. We wandered along the south rim, photographing the incredible landscape and pondering what it must have been like for the first settlers to discover this greatness. Truly magnificent!
BELLYSHOTS- 35 weeks = 8 months & 3 weeks
