This past weekend we went on a trip from Jacksonville to Houston, TX to visit my brother for his 26th birthday. We flew there which means Delilah went on her first plane ride! Our flight there left at 6:20 am (meaning we had to be at the airport by 5 am) and went to Atlanta then to Houston. Our flight back was a direct flight that left at 8 pm.
Surprisingly, it was a really fun and easy experience. I went into this expecting to me “those people with a crying baby” but Delilah hardly even fussed. After the first flight landed she cried for half a minute because we wouldn’t let her run around and then for the second flight she fell asleep during takeoff on my boob. Thank goodness for breastfeeding! Shoutout to Southwest Airlines for being supportive of breastfeeding moms! On the flight back she was a lot crankier because she was fighting sleep but she just needed more distractions.