Well, I have had lots of requests for a new blog post...so here I go...
As most of you know I just returned from a trip to Texas to see my sister and her family. It was an awesome trip although I am back home, and my sister is STILL pregnant. That was NOT how it was supposed to go down, but- that's how it went down. I had perfect, amazing plans as to how this trip would play out and it didn't work out that way, so I guess God's plan must be even more perfect and amazing. Go figure. He always one ups me. I didn't think I was being to picky, I just wanted to experience an amazing birth (how do I know it would be amazing you ask? Well #1 birth is ALWAYS amazing. #2 I wasn't the one giving birth!) and meet my new niece. But, alas, life goes on and Skype will do just fine until (hopefully!) Christmas time.
So Saturday morning rolled around and my alarm clock went off (apparently) at 6 am. We needed to be walking out the door at 7 am in order for me to make my flight. Much to my surprise I was jilted from my sleep by D sitting straight up in bed yelling...
"Laura! It's 6:54! Did you not set an alarm!?!?"
I sleepily sit up and say...
"What? Of course I set an alarm."
D- "Well, your phone must be on silent or something! We are late!"
L- *calmly* "No it's not on silent, I remember it going off."
D- *NOT calmly* "WHAT?!?! You just turned it off!?"
L- "Yeah, I guess I was tired."
D- *very frustrated* "Let's not talk about this...we've gotta go."
As we scrambled around getting ready, he still could not fathom the fact that I just turned off my alarm. What do you want?? I'm a stay at home mom. I don't live by those kinds of schedules. The kids are my alarm- period. They were still sleeping, so I was still sleeping. Plain and simple. My bad. Since we woke up extremely late I was able to stick to what I know best and travel in pure mom fashion...without a shower, hair a mess, and no makeup. I did, however, class up a level from yoga pants to leggings. Oh! Let me clarify I was wearing a long sweater, without that little fact, the whole legging thing would be terrifying! (You're welcome for getting that mental picture out of your head! Airplanes and camel toes do NOT go hand in hand!) Thankfully, we didn't hit traffic and I was able to check my bag and sail through security without any problems. I made it to my gate right on time and boarded.
Traveling with a baby is no small feat. I was confident though that I had enough tricks up my sleeve to keep Lil Pip entertained, and after all I was permanently equipped with her favorite thing of all...boobs. As I was going through security this kind TSA woman kept prompting me to "Remove all 'dos liquids from yo bag fo dat baby." After the 3rd request she was finally close enough for me to say "I don't have any liquids in my bag." She then LOUDLY exclaims "OH! I get it, yo liquids are attached! Ain't no takin' dem things off, even fo us! Go on through." Great, thanks!
As I boarded the plane, I was beginning to realize that babies aren't the most popular thing on airplanes. I'm used to getting kind smiles, and people talking sweetly to Lil Pip, instead I was getting scowls, and people rolling their eyes, since I was running late most everyone had already boarded. When I arrived to my seat, I happily exclaimed "oh! That's me! As I pointed to the middle seat right between an older man in a business suit, and a body builder in a "STAFF" t-shirt. They looked at me for what seemed like a minute, blinking in disbelief. I then had a kind older lady behind me ask if I needed her to hold my baby while I get settled. Sometimes my mouth speaks before I give it permission to, so after telling her "Well, this is ackward. I've never let a stranger hold my kid before. But, I guess you can't really go anywhere anyway, so sure. Thanks!" Yikes! I thought to myself...did I really just insinuate to this poor, kind woman that in any other situation she would likely steal my baby?? Oops. After collecting Lil Pip back from my stranger friend I settled in to my seat between these wonderful gentlemen and was ready for take off. For the first part of the flight it was great! All my tricks were working...then it started to happen. Lil Pip started fussing just a bit, and throwing herself backwards trying to suck through my shirt. Oh yes, it was happening. So, I tossed my blanket over my shoulder (Hey! At least I used a cover!) and under went Little Miss...she's a bit stuffy so after several loud sucking noises she finally latched on and was quiet. Immediately my business man friend closed his eyes, but I caught him glancing over every once in awhile, very uncomfortable by my actions. I thought it was great. My body builder friend just rearranged himself slightly facing the aisle. Thankfully, these two men lived through my horrifying act, and we landed safely.
I had a great time visiting my sister, and was able to see some long time friends that I hadn't seen in quite a while! It was great being able to spend so much time with my niece and nephews as well, usually when we are together there are so many kids running around by the time I take care of my own and their needs, I don't get that undivided special time with the others. So that was nice, and trust me...we had plenty of bonding time. They wake up at ungodly hours, and since I was there to help I wanted to allow my 42 week pregnant sister time to sleep. The second morning I may or may not have bribed them into giving me back rubs at 5 am while I dozed. FYI: kids will pretty much do anything when promised chocolate. All in all it was a wonderful trip. The flights back went incredibly smooth (despite some, well a lot, of turbulance) and I can't even describe how I felt walking to baggage claim and seeing D, M girl, and Batman standing there waiting for me!! Reunited and it feels sooooo dang good!
Today we are back to normal...D's at work, I'm working on laundry, dishes, and school. Batman is running around naked playing one note on the recorder over and over, and has washed his t-shirts in the flooded bathroom sink with all my soap. I can't wipe the smile off my face, because without a doubt I am one blessed woman!!
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