Friday, December 10, 2004

An amazing trip.

As Liz mentioned earlier, we learned quite a bit about our baby these last few weeks. We were concerned that he wouldn't take the travel well, but he exceeded our wildest expectations. On the way out, Andrew slept through the two hour drive to the airport and was calm through check-in, security (including removing him from the car seat), and the one hour wait for boarding.

While waiting to board, we thought we'd feed Andrew at the gate. On this day, though, he decided that bottles were for babies and since he's three and a half months old, he doesn't need to take one anymore. So it's been about three hours since he last ate and he doesn't want to eat. I thought that, with all the driving and moving he had done that morning, plus everything that was going on around us in the airport, he was probably anxious, excited, and distracted so we decided to wait until we got on the plane and try again. They let us board (no call for handicapped, those with small children, or those that need more time, though), we get into our seats, and Drew still didn't want the bottle. He started to get kind of fussy, so I stood with him while people were boarding (luckily we were in the back?) and calmed him down. We got into the air and the captain turned off the seat belt sign, so Liz decided to go ahead and nurse him since it had been almost five hours since he had last eaten. Obviously he was famished. He ate. And ate. And ate. And ate. Talk about one hungry baby.

After Liz fed him and burped him, he seemed to be happy and interested in everything going on, so we held and played with him for a little while. He flirted with the women around us and played with others; laughing and giggling all the while. He turned to Liz, flashed his winning smile, and promptly threw up all over her. We changed him and Liz cleaned up as best she could while I held Drew. He seemed much happier after that. Until he flashed his winning smile, and promptly threw up all over me. At least it wasn't as much as Liz got. Again, he was probably over-excited and super hungry and ate too quickly. Oh well, such is life. After that though, he slept through the rest of the flight.

Tomorrow, landing...

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