This past weekend, Addison and I flew to Houston. It was quiet an experience to say the least. After running through the airport to catch our flight and arriving right after everyone had got onto the plane, Addison decided it was time for her morning bowel movement. I desperately look at the airport employee and asked, "do you want me to change her out here or should we just get on the plane?" He allows me to change Addison at the Terminal while everyone in the mean time is waiting on us to board the plane. My hurry and nerves did nothing close to soothe Addison because it led to her letting out an ear piercing scream as we loaded the plane. It was a large plane with maybe 3-5 open seats on the whole thing. With Addison screaming, I got the pleasure of walking all the way to the back of the plane looking in each persons eyes as they express so clearly that I WAS NOT SITTING NEXT TO THEM :) The only open seats were slowly getting smaller as I approached them. We finally arrive at the 2nd to last row on the plane with an open aisle seat. I was actually surprised they didn't make us sit in the bathroom. Addison proceeds to scream for about 15-20 minutes and finally falls asleep. I am certain I was being glared at the whole plane ride by none less than 75+ people. And thank God for turbulence b/c I was sure it was my duty to purchase everyone on that plane a drink for having to put up with us.
Then we arrive in Houston to find that our luggage got put on the plane that left one hour behind us..........OH goody. After all of the fiasco, the baby shower for Rusty and Sandra was great and my mom did a wonderful job. It was great to see all the family. The other great part about the trip was that the flight home was uneventful and people stared at Addison not in disgust, but in adornment. It was a much better trip :)
Something funny/interesting I learned on my trip is that when your child is screaming and making everything more difficult, everyone will avoid you like the plague, BUT if she is looking cute and making your life easy they all are around and want to offer their help. Funny how that is......
Morale of the story.......never rush a baby in the airport. You will pay and so will the other 150 victims held hostage on the plane with you :)
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Rachel, there is NO WAY that beautiful baby girl nicknamed Princess could wreak such havoc on an airplane of adult passengers. Are you sure it wasn't your morning bowel movement that was the root of Addison's problems that morning? She's too cute to be screaming for 20 minutes straight. She is smiling all the time.
By the way, hilarious narrative of her 1st flying adventure. I felt like I was on the plane with all those passengers and you should have bought me a drink.
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