I knew the day was lurking near.... the day of taking London on her first flight.
Blake left a few days earlier to Arkansas and drove our stuff out there.... I decided it would be easier to take a 4 hour flight with London instead of putting her in the car for 20+ hours.... I'll never know which would have been easier.
London decided it was an awesome idea to literately be the naughtiest she has ever been. EVER. My parents dropped me off at the airport just in time to walk on the airplane. As I was rushing to get on the plane (with London, carseat, stroller, & 2 carry on bags) I realized that I needed to buy some water somewhere quick for her bottle. The only place that I could quickly go without missing my flight, only sold COLD water. Desperate, I bought it.
I got on the plane and got all situated and soon we were up in the air. The calmness lasted all but 10 minutes before London started crying out of hunger. I quickly mixed up her bottle and gave it to her..... do you think she was about to drink a cold bottle? NO. She refused. Every time I would even put the bottle near her, she would start spitting and crying. I gave up. Since London had to get up earlier than usual to be at the airport, her sleeping schedule was off. With a mix of hunger (not drinking her cold bottle) and sleepyness...... I had an unhappy camper. She probably screamed for about 2.5 hours of our 3 hr flight. I just kept apologizing to everyone. The flight attendant kept coming back to see if I needed anything.... YES, I needed something....for my baby to behave....but I just smiled and said no. FINALLY, to my relief and every person on the plane's relief , we landed.
Originally, I had a 45 minute layover before I had to be on the next flight...but our flight landed late and I ended up having only about 10 minutes.... keep in mind that the other gate was on the other side of the airport and I was about to pee my pants. So, I literately sprinted to the bathroom and peed and changed London's diaper... and then even faster sprinted to starbucks to see if I could get some hot water. After getting some hot water, I double sprinted to my gate. I arrived just as the lady called out, "Is there anybody else that needs to get on the plan?" I yelled YES.... needless to say, I was a bit stressed.
I was so NOT looking forward to the second plane ride....I just kept thinking its only an hour.... only an hour of her crying.... So, I got on the plane all flustered. Made her bottle and she slurped her WARM bottle down faster than I could blink and immediately fell in a deep sleep.
As I was getting off the plane, everyone kept commenting to me that my baby was so good on the flight. I just kept saying in my head IF YOU ONLY KNEW.
It was something that could have been in a movie.... It was THAT crazy!
Wow. I am glad that is over.... she is back to her happy little self. Although, I think she has another tooth coming through...so she's almost back to her normal happy self.
Here she is all happy right before the plane ride....before hell broke loose.
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