Our plan was to spend a New Year's Eve in Ovindoli where P.'s family has an apartment. But we had to face many obstacles before we actually reached the mountains: since nobody was going there for months, gas was shut off; snow storms made roads unreachable and we didn't have winter tyres; Gaia started coughing on the day we planned to leave... In the end, we somehow solved all the problems, Gaia didnt't have fever and in one hour we decided to go (on 1st Jan though).
First night we spent with P.'s cousin's family. For some time Gaia was happy and then it all started: 24-hour crying and whining. She simply wanted to go home. And it didn't matter we've travelled with her since she was 10 days old - it seems she prefers now to be with her toys, in a familiar place, a casa mia. I was completely exhausted at 6 am when she still didn't sleep and cried out of despair. We planned to pack after breakfast and head home. Even snow didn't help.
But then, we took a quick decision to try one day more. Stay only three of us, not push her to do anything. And it worked. And I have to learn it again and again: my daughter needs time to adjust to things. I need to understand she will not like something only because I expect her to do so. The next day she was extremely happy with snow, cold, sledding and hot chocolate.
What a big job, parenthood.
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