We had a short layover in Denver that involved
I felt like such an idiot walking to the bathroom then
back to the gate then back to the bathroom, etc.
any poop left in her, and we’ll have a diaper-change free last flight. HA!
Ignoring the illuminated ‘seatbelt sign’, I scurried to the
bathroom hoping with all my might that either
(a) there would be some sort of changing table or
(b) airplane bathrooms were bigger than I remembered.
Neither of those things were true.
Luckily I had a changing cloth that I spread across the toilet seat lid.
Madeline fit on the lid diagonally, but just barely. It was close
enough that she was uncomfortable with her head being so
close to the edge. She’s a trooper though and didn’t
start screaming. She gave me a look that said,
“It’s ok, mom. I know you wouldn’t ever do something so horrible to me
unless you had to and I love you, too. We’ll get through this.”
And miraculously we did. She had only leaked a little bit, and I had a
ziplock bag to put her dirty clothes in. I think the worst part was
making the walk-of-shame from the bathroom
to my seat with a naked baby.
“Wait a minute, didn’t you go into the
bathroom with a fully clothed baby?”
Yes. Yes I did.
The rest of the trip was pretty uneventful. Madeline finished eating
and continued to thrill everyone with her heart breaking smiles.
I even managed to block out the rednecks behind me after a while.
Did you know it’s possible to talk about BEER for an entire flight?
Yep. Those kind guys behind me proved it. Beer of all things. Come on.
Oh except for a quick five minutes when they discussed a dog that
was a cross between a beagle and a chi wa wa….. nuff said.
Jeremy called the high school where my brothers go, impersonated my dad,
and got Peter excused from school to come pick us up from the airport.
Boy were we glad to see him! I could hardly contain my excitement
the whole way home! It was like Christmas morning.
aaaaaaaaand you’ll just have to stay tuned to hear about the rest of our trip!