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| Brycen meeting his Great Grandpa |
We flew halfway across the country to visit my husband's side of the family. His grandfather was terminally ill with bone cancer. We received a call telling us his bones were 90% cancer and 10% bone and that chemo would not be used any more. We are so lucky and thankful to have had a week with his grandpa. Our son was able to meet him. We have video footage and several photos. Grandpa was able to say how handsome his great grandson was and how wonderful it was to see us. We flew home after one week of visiting. The next morning, my husband got a text stating Grandpa had passed.
We finished out our work week and flew back out the following Friday. His funeral and services were on Saturday. My son provided the comic relief when everyone was crying. Some time during the funeral, he decided to pass some loud gas. After 5 or 6 people came up and spoke, the minister asked if anyone else had any kind words or memories to share. That's when Bryce said, "ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." It had everyone laughing.
Flying With a 5 Month Old
We didn't really have time to prepare for the first flight, so we mistakenly over packed. We had two checked bags, two carry-ons, 1 stroller, 1 car seat, 1 big diaper bag, 1 camera, 1 laptop, and my purse. The flight to and from our destination went surprisingly smooth. I thought for sure that it was a fluke. Upon the landing of both flights, we had strangers standing up and telling us how wonderful our baby was and how he did such a good job. We researched ahead of time and found that giving him baby Benadryl before the flight would help him sleep more. Our flights were 4 hours each, so we needed a sleepy, happy baby.
Our two flights the following weekend went ever BETTER than the first two (if that's even possible). We packed much lighter for this weekend trip. We packed 2 carry-ons, 1 diaper bag, 1 purse, 1 stroller, and 1 car seat. On all four flights, there were other children and babies. I heard many of those other children screaming and crying during takeoff or landing. My son was either sleeping through the pain or giggling during it. I've read that parents fear traveling with children due to anxiety and stress more than how the children actually end up behaving. During each flight, I was terrified Brycen would get gas and have hours of inconsolable screaming. My husband was a dream. He held Bryce for most of the flights and made sure the fussing was kept at a minimum. Upon returning home, we discovered 1 luggage bag was now missing a wheel, the stroller had a piece of rubber from the handle burned off, and the car seat was missing a bracket to hold the straps in tight. We were so tired of traveling and not being home, we didn't even care enough to file a report.
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