Well we made it! Making it through the airport was probably the most difficult part. MJ got annoyed with being carried pretty early on and got fussy while we were in line to pass through security. After that, D temporarily lost the keys (in the security line) and I temporarily lost our boarding passes (under a bench).
Our flight was a little late and we were all sweaty and cranky by the time we boarded.
MJ handled takeoff like a pro. He barely noticed. We were one of six babies on the plane so even if he had cried during takeoff no one would have noticed. The part that sucked was the turbulence. The actually bouncing wasn’t a problem, I think MJ even enjoyed it a little. But it was so, so bumpy that the fasten seatbelt light was only off for 15 minutes of our 4 and a half hour flight. When it calmed down enough to be able to stay upright D ran back to the lavatory and changed MJ’s diaper, then hurried back and put his seatbelt back on.
The flight attendant brought D and I free drinks as an apology for how rough the flight was. It wasn’t that bad to be honest, not as bad as we were expecting. Still, I’m not one to turn down free wine!
MJ fussed and cried all through dinner at D’s aunt’s house. He was tired and overstimulated and there were eight new faces floating around. It was a rough night for him (and consequently me.)
The time change was hard too, but it worked out in the end. MJ usually goes to sleep at 9pm, sleeps until 3am, eats and then sleeps until 6:45am. Last night he finally fell asleep at 9pm here (so 11pm in our time) and he slept until I woke up at 5:30am. That’s the most sleep I’ve had since my mom visited the week MJ was born.
Today we are having a big family lunch with D’s extended family down here in Los Angeles, and then we’re flying up to our hometown tomorrow morning.
We’re skating by on coffee today. Ten with the great night’s sleep I’m still dragging. I need more than one night to pay off my major sleep debt.