Thanks to the stress of the morning I was moving slower than normal, not just physically but mentally. It didn't even occur to me until we were sitting on the plane that this was Monroe's 1st plane ride. And this was Beckett's 1st plane ride as a non-lap child. And this was my first plane ride with 2 children all to myself. I have always been very lucky when it comes to flying, yes Beckett was always good but the real blessing is that I have always sat by amazingly helpful and understanding people. This flight followed suit. I sat by a woman named Sand, she is a grandmother from O'Fallon, MO and she was travelling to Detroit for business. Within 1 minute of sitting down she had open arms and was helping me juggle my 2 kiddos. I know that most people wouldn't have just handed their child over to a complete stranger, but I couldn't do it by myself. Monroe did great. The only little hiccup was take-off and landing. I just nursed her and that was fine. I think the harder onoe to handle was Beckett.
Like I said earlier, this was Beckett's first flight as a non-lap child. I bring this up again because it had such a significant impact on our flight. He did not want to wear his seatbelt. He wanted to be held. But apparently once you reach the age of 2 you lose those luxuries. And the flight attendant would not let me forget it. I cinched B's seatbelt but he would find a way to slide down so that the seatbelt was laying across his belly then he would cry that he was uncomfortable, well after about 15 minutes he figured out how to take off his seatbelt. And everytime he would do that the stewardess would come over and say, "he needs to be in a seatbelt, the captain still has the fasten seatbelt sign on." REALLY. 3 months ago he could sit on my lap for an entire flight and now he can't be held for 1 minute. Everything got a little better once the seat belt was turned off, he sat on Sandy's lap and looked out of the window then she let him play with her Nintendo DS. Between Sandy and my mom's homemade peanut butter cookies Beckett was relatively good. That is until the fasten seatbelt lilght was flicked back on. It was as if he knew he was restricted (and he wasn't having any of that) I just wanted to hold him but I couldn't, he sat there and SCREAMED. It was horrible. Fortunately, Sandy was there and she held Monroe while I tended to Beckett and attempted to hold him while he was strapped in. I was very grateful that it was only an hour flight.
Beckett & his PB Cookies
Yay for us for making it through our first flight together.
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I feel your pain on the plane. EZ has know taken quite a few trips with his own seat and he still fights putting on his seat belt. Flight attendants who give you a hard time about it obviously dont have kids. We just keep telling EZ the pilot is going to kick him off the plane and he wont be able to see Grandpa Steve or whoever it is we are visiting. It's cruel but it seems to work alright.
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