Most of us have been there, stuck on an airplane with a baby who just isn't happy and everyone gets off and all they talk about is those people with that baby. My goal was not to be "those" people with "that" baby.
I've been asked by a few people how Ian did with the plane and time change. And like everything else he adapted quickly to his surroundings and went with the flow. Our plan was eat solids at the airport and drink bottle during take off and use pacifier on the landing to help with the change in pressures with his ears. We would do the samething minus the solids for our second flight. But as it is with most plans it didn't work out that way due to a delayed flight so onto plan B. Use pacifier on take off and landing, he slept during all the flights and if he was awake (which he was for maybe an 1/2hr) he was being talked to by the flight attendants, playing peek a boo with the people behind us or talking and laughing with us.
We did carry-on everything!! Since my parents arrived before us they took the carseat from their car and checked it with their luggage and when they got the rental swagger wagon my sister installed it and it was ready to go for airport pick-up. We side gate checked the stroller and it greeted us when we got off the plane everytime undamaged. And when we landed in Indy it was open and waiting for us (all the other times it was still folded). If you have traveled with a child then you understand what a blessing it was to get off the plan and not have wrangle your bags and child while trying to get the stroller opened. I thanked them over and over for that. Marcus was in charge of our 2 bags and Ian's diaper bag, I was in charge of my pump (not sure why he didn't want to carry the pump), Ian and my purse/tote.
On our way there we had seats right next to the engine but also behind flight attendants station which means LEG ROOM!!! Now, a regular seat does not bother me but when you are 6'6" apparently it's a little uncomfortable to have the person in front of you recline their seat and you are now stuck and feel like you are a dentist and you should be asking them to open wide.
On our 1st flight home we were in regular seating and in a row with 3 seats. Luckily our neighbor has 3 boys under the age of 6 and therefore knew what he was in for. As the plane landed he said how impressed Ian did on the flight, Marcus and I put our arm rest up and had Ian laying across our laps while he slept. Flight #2 we were back to just 2 seats but no extra leg room what so ever. We made it work as what choice did we have.
I had only one issue on the flight from San Deigo to Dallas and that was the flight attendent offered us no help in locating overhead open bin space so as Marcus and I are turning in circles with all of our stuff trying locate some room the flight attendant simply said look around and she went back to crushing her ice. Luckily the other passengers on the plane were kind enough to help us out in our search.
Before our flights I had read that if you are in a 3 seat row that you could try where one parent takes the aisle seat and the other takes the window seat in attempts to keep that 3rd person from wanting to sit with you. We did think about doing this but once on the flight we quickly realized it was a full plane and there was no point to do this.
Once we did land we waited to be the last passengers off the plane as we rounded up our stuff without having to stand in a long line as people waited to get off the plane.
The time difference was 3hrs, and the thought of before we left working on changing Ian's routine did run through my head. I decided not to worry about it, he slept when he needed to sleep and ate when he needed to eat. In true Ian fashion he adapted very quickly, slept through the night and maintained his normal eating routine. He went with the flow and we went with his needs, thanks Aunt CiCi for walking around with him at the baseball in search of an area that there was nothing around to catch his attention.
Thanks again to my parents for taking us all out there we had a great time and made some great memories.
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