He did so great on the plane. We booked ourselves on the earliest flight so he slept the entire time and only woke up just a few minutes before landing.
We looked a bit ridiculous when we got our bags from baggage claim. We literally had 7 bags. 😂 But in our defense, one bag was the stroller, one was the car seat, and one was the golf clubs. So technically only 4 of them had clothing and other items. I of course needed his diaper bag, my husband brought his one bag, then I had to bring two bags. I packed Camden’s doc-a-tot in my large bag and it literally took up over half the bag. So a second small roller bag was necessary to fit our clothes. However, it was a bit comical to see two people and a baby with 7 bags. Thank god we flew with two friends because they were able to help us out.
This whole flying with an infant thing is becoming a breeze! As long as you schedule flights around sleep times, it makes it so much easier and less stressful!
We are off to Cabo tomorrow! I’m excited but also a little uneasy. Not because I don’t like traveling or anything. It’s because I hate leaving Ryder. I love spending every minute of every day with him so it’s really hard when I have to actually go DAYS without seeing him.
I know it’s healthy to have time as “adults” and take a break for yourself. But it’s just so hard! I feel like something is missing when I’m not with him. Plus everyone is always saying “enjoy it while it lasts.” I know there’s going to come a time where he doesn’t want to be around me all the time and will want to be off with his friends or on his own. So I feel like I need to take advantage of it now and soak up every minute with him while I can.
Lucky for him when we leave, he has 4 full days of fun planned with his grandmother. I literally think she has every minute of the day planned out with little adventures for them like the aquarium, Playstreet, etc. I know he will have a blast and be well taken care of.
I’m trying to remind myself that this time away could be good for him too. He gets to spend time alone with Gramma, which I never got to do much as a kid since one of my grandmothers passed very early and the other lived far away.
Letting go is hard. Even if it is just for a few days. Thank god for FaceTime!