Sideways.

A little glimpse of what went on while Jason and I were at the hotel after the wedding:

I really wasn't nervous about the wedding. Just about Addy. Because that weekend we took what little fragments of her "daily routine" that she's managed to get used to and threw them out the window, stomped on them, then buried them ten feet underground. She was shuffled from strange place to strange place, first spending the night at Jason's parents' house, then being walked down an aisle in front of a hundred people, then put to sleep upstairs in an unfamiliar old house (the wedding venue), then transported about five hours after her normal bedtime to my parents' house.

My sister's fiance Neel snapped this picture. Apparently they had a lot of fun trying to will her back to sleep at home after the wedding.

She pooped on her Nap Nanny about twenty minutes before the ceremony, hence the towel. But Addy always finds a way to contort herself sideways like this while she's sleeping, her leg hanging nonchalantly off the edge, her hand somehow not resting flat but standing straight up and perfectly peaceful.

It's comforting to know that her schedule wasn't terrible disrupted by that weekend. She's still down by eight and up around five. I'm not sure what happened to that seven to seven thing, but I'm just grateful we have a baby who will sleep solidly at all.

I am still trying to digest the fact that Adelyn was the only person not crying during the ceremony. All of my worrying was for nothing. And when Jason and I eagerly went to pick her up the next day (our check-out time was at two; we were out of there by nine. Partly because we wanted to go home and watch the Lost finale, but also because we missed that little girl), we found her on my mom's lap on my parents bed, content and smiling, and looking even bigger than she had just two days before.