Coming and going
Last weekend we went to St. Louis for my cousin Laura’s wedding; it was very nice to witness the event (her new husband Joe is just a swell guy) and spend time with the family. Tomorrow we’re off to Portland.
It’s my first time flying with a baby since my brother was three months old, and I wasn’t in charge then. My only stand-out memory from that flight (it was to California) is that my mom thought she’d lost his baby booties, and she thought my dad had sabotaged them because he didn’t like them, but it turned out they were in some weird pocket of the baby bag.
I don’t think that will be an issue this time around. It does serve as a good reminder to bring some booties and/or socks, though, because planes can be chilly. My plan is to nurse him frequently in as upright a position as possible, and to request an aisle seat so we can walk him fairly easily. We have our seat assignments, and for one leg we don’t have an aisle seat, but I’m going to ask if they can switch that.
Any other advice? He’s flying as a “lap dog child.” I know it’s not as safe as buying a seat, but we’re just taking our chances this time around.
