First Flight

Sophie's first flight!  We decided on an early flight to Florida to visit my parents and grandparents and brother and sister-n-law.  The trip was coming on the heels of a big wknd!  We had to pack up to leave Chicago.  After being there 8 wks, we discovered we didn't need all we had brought.  We went thru all our things, in an attempt to streamline, and sent home 4 large boxes to my parents.  The last wk we had Eric's brother, Kyle and his girlfriend for 3 days, followed by my Aunt Cheryl and Marian for 2 days, and then our friend Michael from NYC for 3 days. 0h!  And just to make things more fun, the day before we left, Sophie got her first round of shots. Sophie, Michael , and I headed to the airport on Friday morning at 4 am.  She was out like a light.  Eric came in with Soph and I to get us checked in and situated, then left to take Michael to his airport.  So far so good. Everything went super smooth until we had to go thru security.  If u are ever traveling by yourself with an infant, don't, I repeat, don't take the stroller unless u have to.  We had to because we didn't have one in Florida.  Holding a baby and folding down a stroller is impossible.  The only thing that saved me was the Baby Bjorn.  It takes a long time to get all your stuff off the stroller and on the scanner, shoes off, computer out, liquids out, stroller folded thru the scanner and back together again... With a baby in arms.  I was like a circus act.  At least most airports have family lines now, where they are expecting people like me to take a while.  The business man behind me seemed to have not gotten the memo however.  As he sighed loudly, I hurried as quickly as I could.  Finally he asked to go around me.  Not to help me.  I informed him that this was the family line, which shut him up.  We finally made it thru! Not before they opened all my bottles of expressed breast milk and waved some sort of stick over them.  Once at the gate, I fed her.  We were flying Southwest, so after I chose our seat next to a window, the seat next to me was the last one filled.  No one wanted to sit next to an infant.  I totally understand. Sophie was an absolute dream tho.  She slept on the way up, she smiled and looked around while we flew and ate on the way down.  While all the other children on the plane created a chorus of screams and crying, Sophie didn't make a peep. I felt as if she had Olympic gold, I was so proud.  I'm sure she will have her quintessential baby on a plane moments, but I'm still so proud of her!