We had an early morning today, getting up at 4 a.m. to catch an early flight. We'll be traveling all day today, arriving back in Dallas late in the evening. We'll be "traveling back in time," which means I'll be going without sleep for over 24 hours and struggling to stay awake until the proper bedtime to reduce the effects of jet lag. It's also going to be a struggle to get up and go to work tomorrow. Oh well.
Our
flight back was not as smooth as the flight there. We were unreasonably
detained at Heathrow, while they stupidly chose every other bag to be hand-searched, and then had a single person conducting the searches. Not to mention
that the security agents weren’t nice at all, speaking to us rudely like we
were idiots. The delay caused us to almost miss our connecting flight.
The woes continued after that. We got stuck in the
middle section of the plane, which meant we were sharing it with someone else.
Someone that I had to ask to move every time I had to get up, which was a lot. On top of that,
we somehow didn’t bring enough food for the baby, so we had to stretch it out
and make him wait longer between feedings. He didn’t like that at all, and he
got fussy and loud. Since the flight was during the day instead of the night,
Troy was also awake more and needing to be entertained. He got bored and antsy
with the inactivity, so we tried playing with him, distracting him with movies, and walking him up and down the aisle. It's tough when you're already exhausted, and as I mentioned before, when you have to keep asking the guy next to you to get up and let you out. Despite our feeling that we were inadequate as parents, the guy next to us commented that our son did amazing on the flight, so I guess his fussing was mild in comparison to what some babies do on flights.
We were never more happy in our life than to see that flight end. We were both tired, my wife had a migraine, and our frustration level with a fussy baby was at a boiling point. When we finally made it home, I had to go shopping for basic supplies. I am so looking forward to my pillow, even though I know the baby is going to wake me up long before I'm ready.
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