No, but really, we were both awesome. Marlowe I and deserve virtual pats on the back. During the first take off I got a bit tense and held Marlowe while I looked out the window trying not to cry…. the rest of the time I was fine. And Marlowe? Zero tears, lots of playing, some napping, and in a great mood. My kid rules. She made it through the gate and the airport, went on a plane and then journeyed through the train and transfers without a single tear. Getting through the gate was a piece of cake thanks to Eric. Marlowe and I packed one small luggage, a backpack, and a diaper bag, while Eric had his one backpack. This is pretty impressive considering, I brought the breast pump, two frozen bottles of milk, and all her cloth diapers.
(Marlowes shoes: vintage shoe love)
(Marlowes tee: Barley &Birch)
The adults stayed calm (one of us had a few day time cocktails to calm their nerves… I’ll give you a hint: it wasn’t the one nursing the baby). We kept the Marlowe entertained. We packed light. We kept a scarf and breasts at arms reach. And we kept an open &peaceful mind. We (I) thought maybe it was just a fluke and assumed the flight back might be more difficult…. but nope: it also went great. It was a completely packed flight at 9:30 at night. Marlowe was wide awake for 90% of the flight, the cabin was dark, and we had a frigid b*tch of a woman next to us…. but again, zero tears and lots of smiles from an entertained baby.
Yep. We did it.
Voting is obviously like a virtual high-five or pat on the back 🙂
&multi Atlanta post is in the works 🙂 soon soon soon.