Flying with a toddler is different then flying with an infant. Baby A took his first flight at 4 months old. It was a stressful experience as I was alone and had so much stuff with only two hands. I had to juggle a diaper bag, duffel bag, Baby A, stroller he refused to sit in, and my backpack. That was some seriously juggling and I was blessed to have some strangers help me with everything. That I will be forever grateful for. Baby A is now 17 months old and my husband is flying with us. This time it seems to be going a lot smoother except now I have a toddler to entertain. Continue Reading →
Flying with a baby
The first trip he was only four months old and we flew out to North Carolina. The second trip he was seven months old and my husband surprised me for our anniversary with a trip to Las Vegas, Nevada. I loved flying but it was stressful and very chaotic for me. We somehow managed to have layovers, delays, flight changes, and traveled to different time zones on both flights. We even were stuck on standby for 8 hours for the flight to Las Vegas but that will be another time.