On becoming a human pacifier, Part I

awaiting our first flight

For the holidays, we adventured into the world of flying with an infant, which we found to most definitely be a test of our stress-coping skills. The first leg was a quick half hour flight, which means it's all up and down, which also means it's a bit hard on those baby ears. Pacifier sucking just does not happen when Zoe is unhappy, and Zoe is most definitely unhappy if she has a full diaper and she's not up being walked around. Someone later told us they knew of a person who had brought ear plugs for those around her traveling infant, and I'm sure those on our first flight would have appreciated this. Thankfully it was short one!

Kyle and Zoe after the first leg of our journey - Zoe's still not so sure about this 'flying' thing

We arrived in Dallas for a two hour layover. Zoe definitely appreciated being able to walk around, and not being confined to one place. Boarding the plane went fine, and as we had been moved up to first class, we were looking forward to the extra leg room (for Zoe's legs). As the plane pulled away from the gate, the crying started. By the time the plane was taking off, Kyle and I were both ready to rent a car at our final destination to drive home instead of fly. Thankfully, Zoe decided meal time had finally arrived, during which she fell asleep. Usually we have to sit her upright after eating because of the reflux, but we just left her there the entire flight, thankful that all of us were getting some rest. We must have looked like we'd already had quite the day, as the flight attendant was more than happy to provide Kyle with some strong drinks. We arrived eager to get to a house, and thankfully Zoe continued to sleep through the car ride to Grandma and Grandpa's house.

Mo - the human pacifier
Zoe - finally quiet
Man sitting behind us - finally, quiet