I was slightly terrified of it too. I always want to make sure that I’m never a problem for anyone around me. My parents’ golden rule when I was growing up was, “don’t embarass your parents in public” and when it was broken one would feel the death grip of Dad, or feel the penetrating eye of Mom. So it was with a little trepidation that I took yo the skies with Jack, knowing full well that he hadn’t learned this rule yet.
I wasn’t nervous that I would not have enough food (I brought enough for an army of babies) or that I would need to change his diaper mid-flight (though he did fill his pants as we were boarding our very first flight- rad!). I was worried that the people around me would be bothered by his crying. I did not want to be that lady that brought the screaming kid on board. Luckily, Jack took to the air like he’s taken to everything else: like a gentleman. He cried only as long as it took me to bend down, pull a bottle from my carry-on, screw a nipple on, and put it into his mouth. I found that in general, flying with a baby does the same as shopping with a baby and going to a movie with a baby does to the people around you. Most of them are on your side. Most of them don’t mind a little whimper. Most of them are kind enough to unfold your stroller while you juggle the baby and the bags. Thank goodness for most people.
Jack and I are home safe and sound and we’ll divuldge more of our journey in the days to come.
xo
elle
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Does he love to fly like his aunt “T”?
ps. when people come in to my office they ask “who wrote that cute note?” I love to tell them my bestest friend did
I’m glad the flight went well for all of you. I agree with you most people want to try and help out. I ride the bus a lot and I have found that most people will try and help out when someone comes on with a baby and a stroller. I have even seen most people give up their seat on a full bus for someone with a baby so thankfully there are still polite people out there.