This is a weekend of “firsts” for Maile. Christine’s very good friend from childhood, Kari, is getting married outside of Los Angeles and we came down for the festivities. Maile has a lot of travel coming up and we thought San Francisco to LA would be a good test drive.
First up was the plane ride – well, before we got to that, we had to get through the logistics of getting to the airport. Christine and I pride ourselves on being light packers, but our little baby girl basically doubled our gear. Amazing that such a little thing can require so much stuff! We still managed to get everything into two carry-ons so we didn’t have to check anything. (Lesson learned for next time though is to pack the car the night before – between feedings and the stroller and everything else – we definitely were rushing a bit in the AM.)
Security went pretty smooth – although definitely props to parents who can do this solo – Chris carried Maile while I broke down the stroller and got everything lined up on the x-ray machine. Four hands were definitely nice – two would have been a challenge.
Apparently, our daughter is free of metal - security was smooth sailing...
We were about an hour early for our flight. The flight at the gate next to us was going to Vegas – to say that crowd was entertaining themselves slightly differently than Christine and I is an understatement.
These things are safe, right?
Once we boarded, Maile conked right out and pretty much stayed that way the entire flight! Christine fed her as we landed (a tip that a few friends shared to help with the change in pressure – feeding keeps them swallowing.) Maile did so well that the people behind us were surprised to learn that we had a baby with us!
Yay, we made it to LA!
