Flight time

When your in-laws live in another state, you can bet traveling is only a matter of time. Well, our time arrived. We had to fly to the East coast, this means 5 hours up in the air with a 6 month old. Like everything else related to babies, I know nothing. However, I've heard you should give your baby Benadryl to knock them out. It's like the secret drug the doctors don't want to advertise for flying. Your child will either fall asleep, or stay wide awake.

We decided to test out this special medication the day before our flight. So glad we did. We gave our daughter half the dose recommended by the pediatrician, and that was enough. Our poor little lady was on Crack. (Not that we know anything about Crack). She could not fall asleep all day. Every time we tried for a nap, she was up within a few minutes. When bedtime finally arrived, we figured she must be exhausted, no luck. She laid in her crib staring at the walls with a frightened look across her face. When we tried to approach her, she let out a tiny cry as if we were just big scary faces coming for her. Poor little lady.

We now know Crack and Benadryl are not for her. (Good to know). Like most things in mommy world, I build things up in my mind to be worse than they turn out to be. This is my way of preparing for the worse, and begin praying for the best. She was GREAT, praise God. Our sweet little girl did not fuss at all. She took her bottle during take off, and landing, just like we rehearsed on the way to the airport. She slept in her car seat almost the entire flight without any assistance. Love her.

My favorite part was the woman in the row ahead of us, on our flight home. The second she saw my husband place the baby into the seat, she let out a huge sigh of disappointment. I then overheard her tell another woman, "wouldn't you know it, we're surrounded by kids". The sad truth is, I'm guilty of saying those words in my BB life. However, the AB woman I am today wanted to stick my tongue out and say "oh well". But I didn't have to say anything our little angel showed her.

Making it through another baby first is a great feeling. Every time we make it through a new experience, our confidence grows a teeny tiny bit. (Let's not become too confident, baby steps).

Our time in the air was really good we can only hope for more of the same on future flights. I also hope not to have another bratty 3 year old sitting behind us. (I did stick my tongue out at her, sorry).