so happy to be home
Originally uploaded by telfandrea.
Cate and I are both so glad to be home. Traveling with a baby, particularly by yourself, is quite the adventure.
Once I check my luggage, the car seat, the car seat base, and the bumbo (it fits inside the carseat) through, I still have to go through security with a diaper bag, my purse, the stroller, and Cate while taking off my shoes and keeping my boarding pass handy. I am resourceful but I cannot hold Cate and lift the stroller up on to the belt to go through the x-ray. You’d think someone would offer to help, you know, the woman to my left or the man to my right. But they usually don’t and I have to beg. On my flight from Ontario to Portland we sat by a woman WHO DID NOT LIKE CHILDREN. And Cate is mildly freaking out, kicking around, draping herself all over this woman. Good times. And a two hour flight that feels like six hours.
We missed Daddy (and let me say this: I never thought I would be one of those people who called my husband DADDY) and Henry. We are settled in again and on the weekend agenda: Telfer and Chris go to NYC to find an apartment and Mendy comes to visit Cate and me in Redlands!
One thought on “Home again”
that woman will probably spend an extra-long time in purgatory. or go through her life without knowing knowing cate. poor old sop.