William’s first flight was last Wednesday as my family traveled from St. Louis to Cleveland for my little brother’s wedding. While I was a little nervous bringing my almost three month old on the plane, I’m happy to report he did great! But I’m so not surprised; William is seriously the best baby ever. I’m working on a “tips for flying with a baby” post as I took several suggestions from my mom and sister to make the trip as seamless as possible. For now, some pictures from William’s first flight experience.
We got to the airport around 7:15 in the morning with lots of stuff. Two large bags to check, one carry on, a stroller, car seat, diaper bag, and baby. Then we saw this pretty lady who had beat us to the airport with her husband and two kiddies.
Starting off the trip with a sister selfie. Typical.
Followed by an Audrey selfie shortly after.
My mom was there, and like always, a HUGE help with baby William.
Jonny and Jacob entertained themselves by being best buds, hanging out, and throwing up the U sign.
I failed to get a picture of my dad, Poppy, Mama, Papa, or Phil. But they were there, too. It was a family flight, y’all. The very best kind! Quick funny story: the plane we were on was very small and all of my family members were in nearby rows. Right when we landed, Jacob stood up on his seat and with the biggest smile announced, “We have arrived in Cleveland! Hello, Yaya! Hello, Mama! Hello, Poppy!” (and to everyone else he could see) Hilarious!
Eventually, we boarded the plane and I had William asleep in my ring sling.
My mom sat next to me, so naturally we had to do a plane selfie of the three of us.
Jacob was a row in front and Audrey a row behind me and they kept peeking their heads through to talk to me and William. It was adorable.
William woke up mid-flight, and after I nursed him, Stephanie demanded I pass him back.
Another William selfie for the books!
Check out this awesome picture Stephanie took of Audrey peering out the window:
William’s first flying experience was a positive one! I’m grateful for all the help my family always gives us! Here’s one last picture of him on the plane with his growing cheeks:
He’s a champ!
Do you know what your first flight was? I think mine was to visit my cousins in Houston.