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This past week Stella and I took our first solo plane trip to NY. Despite this sounding like the perfect storm for DISASTER, Stella apparently is the best baby ever for plane rides. This was her second time flying and she did FANTASTIC. No crying, slept on the plane and charmed everyone we sat with. Well, except for the guy who got assigned next to me on our first flight. I wanted him to switch with another woman who offered to sit with me and be of help (I couldn’t move to where she was because I had to sit on a certain side fo the plane that had 3 oxygen masks above our seats). I tried to politely explain to him that I would need to feed my baby during the flight. He was like “umm, ok.” Then I said, “I will need to NURSE her, and while I have a NURSING cover, given the cramped space it may be difficult.” BLANK STARE. Finally I just laid it all out there “I am breastfeeding and I’d rather you not see my boob, will you please switch with this lady?” Comprehension finally dawned on him, he switched.
The reason we were flying to NY is that it was my Father’s 70th birthday and this summer I and my siblings hatched a plan to surprise my Dad by all showing up for his party when he was only expecting one of us to be able to make it. The weekend was a wealth of photographic opportunity and I have a series of hilarious pictures in which we attempted to get all the grandkids in a picture together, which is not easy with 4 kids under 4. But for the “snapshot” today here is a picture of the birthday boy and Stella: