it was bound to happen...

With our families situated in the Midwest & South, flying somewhat regularly is part of our lives. And since the arrival of Baby S, we've had remarkably good luck with her during flights. I can remember her very first flight like it was yesterday... I was so worried about her tender 3 month old ears, but she did great, sleeping nearly the entire stretch to Wisconsin. The real concern became how to breastfeed her on the sly so as not to flash the elderly gentleman sitting beside me, thus causing him to have a heart attack. Note to reader: elderly gentleman was not Husband (he was sitting across the aisle).

This Easter, the little gal & I headed down South to spend some time with my family.  The flight from LGA was, in typical fashion, delayed almost 3 hours. Funny how you fully expect something to happen, & yet it's still kind of a shock when it does? She actually did okay, thankfully... we walked up and down the concourse about 85 times, & the only real missteps came when she ran off with a couple bags of popcorn from a snack cart, & I had to go chasing after her to retrieve them.  Little thief.

We had a great time with my family in Georgia, but like all vacations, it came quickly to an end. Before I knew it, we were heading back to the aiport, facing yet another delay. I was not panicking, however... I was armed with the iPad, snacks, beverages, books, etc. Plus she hadn't napped yet for the day, I knew she was exhausted.  I assumed once the plane took off, she'd sink into sleep & I'd catch up on Tina Fey's Bossypants, like we did on the way down.

WRONG.  That sweet little angel to your right cried, fussed, kicked, screamed, bit & was generally miserable for the majority of the flight.  Oh, she did sleep for about 20 minutes, but that was just the calm before the storm.  It was so bad that I was crying too when we got off the plane.  Call it pregnancy hormones, stress, mental exhaustion or a combination of all 3 -- I was at my wits end. 

I'd like to say thank you, thank you to the other passengers who came up to me & offered to help.  Though they'll likely never read this, I appreciated the kind words & offers of assistance more than you know.  And I must admit, I wonder when I will fly again as a result... while I know this was somewhat of a fluke (her track record has been so good!!) I can tell you that I will be more than a little nervous the next time we decide to fly the friendly skies.