What if he cries the whole flight? What if he poops and I have to change him in the nonexistent plane bathroom and it goes everywhere? What if we don't make our connection in Atlanta? I always have to run through ATL... I can't run with a baby! What if he spits up on the person next to me? What if all that happens, and my seatmate says something snarky to me and I punch him/her in the face??? Ohhhh, please little baby, just don't poop!
And guess what? The screaming and the poop did happen. Thankfully, we made all connections and no punches were thrown.
It's enough work to get out of the house with the baby, but fly on a plane? Ahhhhh, shap shawty! LOADS of work. It's all in what you pack in the diaper bag. Get ready to become a pack mule, because little humans have lots of needs! I think I carried about 20 extra pounds of stuff, plus a 17 pound baby. So, you know, that counted as a workout.
The Diaper Bag:
|All of this easily fit into my Better Life Bags "Emily" diaper bag|
The key to flying success lies in the diaper bag. Here's what we packed for a 2.5 hour flight to ATL followed by a 30 minute flight to Savannah:
- 5-6 diapers (can NEVER have enough)
- one change of clothes
- 2 extra bibs (drooly Henry wears one at all times, so we had 3 total)
- 4 unmade bottles
- 2 pacifiers
- small container of formula
- three small toys
- gripe water
- Bamboo blanket
We were able to distract Henry during take off and landing with the bottles, keep him fairly entertained with the toys mid-flight, and had "emergency supplies" in the form of gripe water and Tylenol in case nothing was working. Those went unused. Whew!
|I nearly forgot the bibs! As you can see, there's still plenty of room in the bag for them.|
Flight one is in the books, and flight two is scheduled for Christmas! After this, I'm asking everyone to just come to us in Dallas, because MAN is this a ton of work with a mini-me!