Saturday morning we headed to the airport to fly to Atlanta to visit my sister. I was a nervous wreck even though the last trip was a complete success, but my mom was also with me on that flight. Flying solo this time. She's older now which means she likes to move around which you can't do on a plane. I jam packed my backpack with edible entertainment plus toys & books. I was as ready as humanly possible.
As we arrived at the airport Emily was already 30 minutes past naptime. I was hopeful she'd all asleep in the ergo but that didn't happen. By the time the plane actually took off we had already been on the plane for 40 minutes not to mention in an airport for the 40 minutes prior to that. She hasn't really had much of an opportunity to move around. Oh and by this point 2 hours past naptime. Oh geez!!
I walked back to my seat and was happy to see a young family behind me who greeted Emily with smiles & entertainment. Yay at least one person near me will not be angry they are stuck by a baby. I sit down and watch the passengers begin to load. You an see the look on their face when they see your baby, that look that screams "oh crap I hope I'm not next to her." A sigh of relief when they realize they aren't stuck with us. Finally a man approaches and sits next to the window. Very friendly and doesn't seem to mind a baby on his row but he at least has another person between us. Person after person passes & I'm actually hopeful that the seat will be empty allowing a little freedom for Emily. But then one of the last passengers arrives and sits down. Friendly but you can tell she's never really been around babies & seems kind of unsure.
Of course Emily wanted to touch her bag that she was resting on nearly the entire flight. She ripped up the Sky mail magazine so it's good you can have a free copy :) But overall she did well. She got fussy a couple of times but the sweet family behind me and next to me entertained her in those moments. I only wished she would have napped because by the time we landed she was 6 hours past naptime. She fell asleep as soon as I started walking as you can see in this photo. Oh and she wouldn't suck on departure or arrival. No paci, bottle or squeeze pack worked but her ears didn't seem to bother her either.
I'm still a nervous wreck to fly home. I mean I could get stuck next to the person who hates babies or her 3rd tooth could finally break through. Wish she'd just fall asleep. Praying now for friendly passengers near us!!