Wednesday, April 25, 2012

How Liam did on his first trip!

This past weekend we traveled half way across the country to sunny California for a whirlwind weekend and Liam's first time out of the Kansas City area.  His first plane ride.  His first hotel stay. His first time meeting his great-great-grandparents.  Our first time traveling with a baby. A lot of firsts.  Here is how it went...

 Liam checks in and gets his own ticket!
After careful consideration - we flew Southwest.  We were required to show his birth certificate at the front desk (where we also checked 2 bags) and he even got his own ticket.




Before getting on the plane!
With Southwest, we were allowed to keep Liam's stroller and car seat (two-piece system) until right before we got on the plane. We left the stroller compacted down and the car seat with the straps pulled tight and void of toys right outside the plane door at the gate.

BUT! Before you can do that, after you get through security, you must check in with the gate attendant to get proper gate-check tags.  We saw numerous families have to get our of boarding line to go do this that hadn't gotten that memo first. 


Liam on the plane, his first plane ride out to CA!
Our flight out to San Francisco, CA included a touch down at LAX.  Thankfully for our first plane ride with baby, we didn't have to get off the plane.  However, this did mean double the take offs/landings.  Clearly he couldn't eat for all of them, so we made sure he was sucking on his pacifier good!



Liam did great.  He slept some, but was mostly up and playing with toys, talking to us, watching out the window or looking at all the new faces around us.  

Liam in a hotel!
We stayed at a hotel that provided a baby crib/pack n' play, so we didn't have to lug ours!  Huge bonus.   Otherwise, it was business as normal - except no dishwasher meant lots of hand washing of bottles! I brought out (in our checked luggage) the bottle brush, dish soap and our own towel (I didn't want to use a hotel towel).

Liam in a rental car/out and about!
We had his car seat and stroller, so walked around with him as usual.  When we went in a car (rental car), we buckled him the old fashioned way (without the base) as directed on our car seat (the seat belt went through slots and across him).  We took the blanket with us when we were walking around for weather changes (and extra layers in the baby bag)!

 
On the way home, where hiccups happened!
We were bound to cross a hurdle or two.  After a very packed weekend in California, we boarded the plane.  It was great timing, because we were taking off right in time for little man to be hungry. So he ate on the way up. Then he got sleepy and was trying to fall asleep.  He just couldn't get comfy.  We passed him back and forth - you try, now you try. Eventually, about half way to Phoenix, he lost it. He was tired and wanted to sleep.  I thought maybe his diaper is bugging him.



Have you ever changed a babies diaper on a plane?
It's terrible. Avoid at all costs (change right before you get on the plane/avoid long flights). The front lavatory has a flip down board* that takes up 2/3 of the already small bathroom.  Me, the babe and the diaper bag just barely fit and even then, it felt like a coffin.  Even worse, he was screaming in there - totally pissed.

*Bring changing pad

Once I picked him back up - he was ok, but still fussy.  We stood in the back of the plane, where the nice flight attendant turned off the lights back there and I was able to rock little man to sleep.   He slept until we landed and got off the plane. Phew.

We only received a few death stares and one so very helpful piece advice (try a bottle).

Layover in Phoenix:
This was supposed to be a 40 minute layover, so we had our stroller and car seat gate checked all the way to KC.  But we know how that goes... flight delayed due to earlier mechanical problems.  So we had new found time on our hands... 3.5 hours of time, and no stroller or car seat.

Liam was awake for a new bottle and wanted to play (was in a good mood now post nap).  So we laid out the blanket and used his toys from his car seat (you have to remove those and we carried with us in our carry on bags for entertainment) to provide a makeshift activity gym.


This entertainment him for awhile, before he got tired again (this time for the night). I walked around the airport with him until he fell asleep.  He slept in my arms while we boarded, through the flight, back to KC, into his car seat, on the ride home and into his crib.  He slept until I had to wake him up at 7:45am to get him ready for daycare.

Us on the other hand got home at about 3am and got little sleep before getting up for work.

Next post will be our flying with baby recommendations! Stay tuned!

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Liam goes to Lawrence



And he let us come with him!  We showed little man the University of Kansas this past weekend.  This is where his parents met 10 years ago and Auntie Bre was in town (also where we met like 11 years ago)!  

If you follow me on Instagram, you saw that we first started on Mass St. for brunch, obviously Milton's was our stop...


It was nice enough (despite the crazy storms the night before and cloudy skies above) to sit outside. Liam loved his first trip to Milton's, especially the coffee... oh wait, no that was his mama.

And speaking of, here I am in my favorite not-so-perfect-weather boots.


We showed L Allen Field House and introduced him to Phog Allen.  That really hit it off.



There you have it.  Liam's first trip to one of my very favorite places, Lawrence, Kansas.

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

See Liam Roll

At about 8 weeks, little man quickly figured out how to get out of tummy time...

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And 9 weeks later, he's still rolling!

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Liam's First Easter


Complete with white pants before Memorial Day and all... my son is a fashion rebel I tell ya.


and of course the Easter bunny visited...


Though, I think he had Liam's parents in mind more than Liam. Better luck next year, L! ;)

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Thursday, April 5, 2012

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Oh Well

Even though we lost last night, I wanted to share our Rock Chalk Gear with you all.

Mine:

Little Man:

I guess #2 ain't bad.

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Monday, March 26, 2012

Alone with a baby

Last weekend, I experienced life as a single mom for 3 nights and days while my husband went out of town for a bachelor party weekend with the boys. Every single mom out there deserves the highest amount respect possible.  That is one hell of a job.  Being a mom with a partner is hard enough, but alone was even harder.  Here's how it went.

1st night started off great.  We had company over, dinner and off to a good bedtime start.  Liam went down well after his new routine of new diaper, book and bottle around 9:30.  I was feeling pretty good around 10:30 when he was still sound asleep and started to hunker down myself.


Then 11pm hit and little man awoke.  I went in to soothe him, put his fallen pacifier back in and turn the Sleep Sheep back on.  12:30, again, same thing. 2:30, again, same thing. This time, not working. 3am I fed him a bottle and rocked him back to sleep by 3:30.  4am - again, more soothing.  6:30, up again, this time wide awake.  Except I was dog tired.  So I tried to soothe him a bit to catch some extra zzzz's when we really should have been getting up for the day.

7:30am we got up for the day to try to get myself and him ready by 8am (hah).  At 8am, I was at least dressed and working on getting him dressed when I noticed he had had a huge blowout. I noticed this while holding him against me, so naturally I got covered in poo.  It was bad enough that he should have gotten a bath, but we were already running late.  So I used about 15 wet wipes and got him cleaned up and changed.  Now I had to get re-dressed myself.  I left our poo clothes on the floor and started to pack him up when I realized the poor dog hadn't been let our or fed!

All in all, we made it to school 30 minutes late, then I was off to work with no make up and a messy (bad) bun. With only 3 hours of sleep all broken up, I was super tired, but made it through the day and even managed to get home to take a shower before picking that little guy up from school.

We spent Friday night at our friend's, whose husband was on the same trip as mine.  We had pizza and played with the kids.  It was a fun night!  I changed Liam into his pjs and a new diaper before heading home, so we ended the night with a bottle in his room and he was asleep by 10.  And didn't.wake.up.until.5. O.M.G.  SEVEN hours!  It was a miracle!

At 5 I changed and fed him and he was back to sleep by 5:30 until 8:20 (and so was I).  We got up and played and then about 10:15 went and picked up my sister who came in from Chicago!!  She was going to spend the whole next 2 days with us!!

She even came bearing new cool duds for the little dude!

Saturday we napped, took a long walk and then went to my parents' house for a party they were having for friends.  We partied until about 9:30, then changed the little man into his jammies (like the night before) and headed home.  I gave him his last bottle and rocked him in his room and he was down by 10:30.  At 3:30 he woke me up for a quick soothe and pacifier check and then back to sleep.  Then he got at 5:15 for a feeding, and again at 8am.  Another pretty good night!  We then cuddled until 10am (when my sister finally got up - jeesh, to be young again).

We went on another walk, and hit up Einstein Bros Bagels for breakfast.  Then we went to the plaza to shop the day away.  


We ended the weekend with husband returning, family over and watching the Jayhawks win to advance to the Final Four.


Things got off to a rough start, but with help from my family and friends, we ended up having a pretty good time.  It was good to know that I could do it by myself and we even had some special bonding.

But I have to say, those middle of the night up and down are not only exhausting, but lonely.  It's nice to have another adult there, even if they're sleeping.  Just in case you get so tired you just can't do it.  Or if something goes wrong.  I imagine things get easier as the child grows, but with a 3 month old, life and nights are still very unpredictable.  Which is a little scary to face alone.

And I'm a wimp.   

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