Showing posts with label flying. Show all posts
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Monday, August 8, 2011

Our first family vacation: Part 1



And... we're back. We survived and we had a lot of fun. Of course, many pictures were taken and there are many stories so I have to split it into two parts. The first part? All about flying.

Wow, does having a kid change the flying experience or what. Six months ago, we were pretty professional flyers. Carry-on only, toiletries in a neat little ziploc bag, Starbucks drink at the gate, last minute bathroom trip...you get the picture. This was a different experience. Just getting from the long term parking lot to the terminal was a hassle. Two suitcases, two big carry-ons, a little umbrella stroller, and, oh yeah, a baby.



A screaming squirming baby. That's right. For some reason, the minute we hit LAX he had a melt down. Don't know if he was just hungry or scared or it was too stimulating, but he wasn't into it. But who actually likes LAX?



After that, we expected the worst but we didn't need to. Once we boarded, got seats, and a very nice young woman volunteered to sit in our row, we settled in. "Settled in" meant we started breastfeeding as we took off. And kept breastfeeding. And then some more. In fact, on a five hour flight I'm sure I nursed him at least two hours. This is what I looked like most of the flight with my nursing cover:



He even fell asleep for a few 30 minute naps.



But what all that breastfeeding meant was that the little guy didn't cry at all and was pretty darn happy. And it helped that a little boy was sitting across the aisle from us and Jack loved staring at him the whole flight.









We read lots of books because that's pretty much Jack's favorite pastime.



And when I ran out of books I read the emergency landing pamphlet. John thought it was inappropriate that I told him what to do in the case of a crash water landing, but Jack seemed amused.



We had a lot of fun and we were all shocked about how well it went. Of course, it made me realize how hard it'll be to fly with him when I'm done breastfeeding, but we'll cross that bridge when we come to it. In the mean time, yay for Jack! The flight attendant even said she couldn't believe how well he did. And with that expert opinion, we were happy.