Signs and indications that I might be a first time mother on her first solo flight:
a) I packed travel sized everything in the diaper bag...including a travel sized bottle of shampoo(you never know when an emergency bath is necessary) but did not have kleenex to deal with a giant spit up occurring 2 seconds after our exit from the house.
Not to worry my fine friends - it's amazing how much barf a disposable breast pad can soak up in a pinch! I'm MacGyver with a uterus - much more practical
b) I waited until Fenner was finished her nap before leaving. It just seemed smart and knit efficient to let her sleep it out. Then I started wondering....is this the way it's supposed to work for the rest of my life?!?! Enter a hormone induced panic attack before I pulled myself together to realize that I could in fact transport a napping baby and breastfeed at a friendly coffee shop if need be.
But I was enjoying the knit time and the CBC so I knit and waited for her to wake up...got more knitting done today than I have in 2 weeks coincidentally.
c) Once she woke up I changed her, dressed her for the outside world and settled in for a feeding. 4 minutes later she made it loudly known that I shouldn 't have dressed her for the outside world after changing her because I needed to change her again.
This is for you Meghan!
Three hours after deciding that we would go for a walk today here we were almost out the door.