First of all, I was by myself since Justin had to be here for Sunday services. This made things very interesting when going through the security line. I had to take Judah out of the stroller, hold him, while he was reaching for everything and pulling me with him, break down the stroller (with one hand) and pick it up and put it on the scanner roller thing. Not to mention, not one person offered to help! Geesh!
Then once on the plane Judah screamed for 30 min. Yes he was "THAT" baby. I felt awful! He was squirmy and was trying to crawl over my shoulder and the chair. You could tell he DID NOT want to be confined. I apologized profusely to everyone around me. Thankfully the guy next to me was a grandpa and said he understood and tried to help play with Judah and keep him entertained. Judah finally gave up and went to sleep. THANK GOD!!!
Once we got to the ATL, I was so exhausted. I think my nerves had just tensed up so much that my whole body was achy. By the time we got to Joyce's house it was 11pm and Judah was still passed out. When we walked through the door, she was SOOO surprised. It was priceless! We had a great time with Josh, Joyce, Madison and my parents!!
So finally, the flight home. I had much anxiety about the flight home only because I was so tired and knew that the flight time was right at Judah's dinner time. (Not to mention I had broken my toe over the weekend, so I was hobbling all over the airport.) Thankfully my parents went out and bought one of those baby harnesses for Judah to hang out in (literally) so I could have two hands. I have decided this is a MUST when traveling with a child. It was so wonderful. I kept him in it on the airplane and it helped him not be so wild and all over the place! He fussed a little in the beginning, but it was peanuts compared the the previous flight. I also, thankfully, sat next to a super-sweet Christian lady that talked to us and helped me the whole time. What a Godsend!
So all-in-all, I'm glad I got that under my belt. I guess Judah earned his first wings, but I earned confidence as a mama to know that I could do it again if I had to!
Note: I look exhausted, Judah is content, and if you look REALLY closely you can see my big black toe!
