Chello y'all!
It's been a while since my last post, it seems even though I don't have a job or school right now, I am busy busy busy!
Yesterday there was a new experience that my little girl had. Her first plane ride! The first plane ride was amazing. I took a picture to document it, but unfortunately I couldn't reach my video camera to document it further :( Briley slept the entire flight which wasn't far (just from Fayetteville to Charlotte), but still the entire flight. And I was one proud mama. I as so fearful that she was going to just scream the entire time, but she just conked right out.
Once we got to Charlotte, it was a different story. We had a 4 hour layover and man was it hell. Whatever I did Briley was just not a happy camper. I changed her, fed her (which was an experience in itself, I'll explain later), tried to sit and pat her butt, walked her around, drove her around in the stroller, carried her in the carrier nothing was working. She was exhausted and so was I, yet she was fighting sleep horribly. Granted it was her bedtime and we were in a loud and bright airport. The lifesaver in this hell of a layover? Rockingchairs. The Charlotte airport has them everywhere in the terminals, and I love them! They are the perfect seat to have with a baby. I sat, put Briley's pacifer in her mouth, and rocked. In five minutes she was out! It was a miracle. She continued to sleep all the way through boarding the plane, take off, and the entire flight. She only woke up when we landed in Fort Walton and taxied to the gate. However she did fall right back asleep. I was one proud mama, considering there was a ridiculously loud 5 year old with a pacifier on the flight and my 2 month old did not make one peep! :)
Okay, so back to feeding my daughter. Now I'm a breastfeeding mama, and I'm proud of it; however, I am not comfortable with just whipping my boob out anywhere in public, I am the kind to cover up when I do it. (Nothing against the mama's that do, more power to you ladies!) I looked for the calmest place in the airport, with any form of comfortable available seating. Do you know how hard that is?! I must've looked for a good 20-30 minutes all the while with a baby who was threatening to scream. After looking and finding the best place to feed her, I had to wrangle my screaming child and my tanktop along with my bra and the blanket to cover. It was a sight to see. As soon and I got Briley and myself situated and she was eating, I got the most ridiculous looks from people. They were staring at me like I had two heads. I don't know if they have ever seen a woman feeding her child, but they made me feel super awkward, and if you know me, you know that that is hard to do. *Sigh* I'm just glad that the experience is out of the way, until 10 days from now when we will do the same thing going back home. ;)
Moral of my story: try not to have a ridiculously long layover. It will be better on you and your child(ren). :)
