Saturday, March 30, 2013

Praying for Poop

My husband is a pipeliner. He travels a lot. I think we spent 3 months together the entire first year we were married. Some of my friends are jealous!! It can sometimes be hard for us but it is doable and we are just very thankful that he has a very good paying job. We both admit that it is a little harder on us now that we our little boy is here but fortunately I am a school teacher so we get to visit him on my breaks.

Well we just had spring break and my little Monkey and I decided to get on a big plane and fly all the way to Michigan. I have flown all my life, my dad is a small plane pilot, but I have never flown with an infant. So I did what I do best, figure out everything that could go wrong and then plan and prepare to avoid any of those things from happening.

I did however learn somethings about taking an infant on the plane:
1. Do not leave home with out one of those pacifier clip thingys.
2. Nursing is not possible on a plane (believe me I tried) Bring a bottle
3. Sit by the bathroom. It gave my little monkey a lot of people to talk to and smile at.

On our way back we were trying to get Monkey to poop. He hadn't pooped in 5 days (which is normal for him), but I didn't want him to poop on the plane. So we forced juice down him and apple baby food and anything we could think of to get that kid to poop. And yes we did pray for poop. But he didn't poop. So the next day we said good bye to daddy and got on the plane. We sat down and just as the plane is taxiing down the runway my little Monkey looks at me smiles and then lets out a sigh of relief. And then I smelled it, and so did the lady next to me because she looked at me and then my child's but and shook her head. Yes he had pooped and there was nothing we could do about it because the seat belt sign was on. And it stayed on for an hour because there were bad winds. Meanwhile the lady next to me kept staring at me and then my kid's poopy but (maybe she wanted to see it). Long story short I finally got to get up and change his diaper.

We did survive our first plane ride and I got lots of compliments of how good Monkey was.


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