So, we’re back from our trip to Austin, Texas! It was my first time traveling with an infant, and boy, have I learned some lessons! I’ll blog about this next time, but for now, let me tell you about our travel. We left on Friday, January 29th and came back on Sunday, January 31st. It was on Thursday night that I looked at my email closely and almost lost it: our flight was at 6:40 AM. What the heck was I thinking when I booked this flight???<\/p>\n
First, I didn’t go to be till past 1 AM. Then I woke up at 4:00 AM to start getting ready. By the time I took a shower, pumped, washed my pumping tools, packed my pumping tools and everything, we did not leave the house till 5:45 AM. There were only two people checking luggage in at the Southwest Airlines counter, and they refused to check my luggage in because I was late, and they believed I would miss my flight. So I had to go through the security gate with my heavy luggage, Ada Verastic’s diaper bag on my back, and Ada Verastic in her car seat. I thought I’d lose my limbs.<\/p>\n
By the time I got to the gate (almost 7:00 AM), my flight was long gone. Thankfully, Southwest put me on standby for the next flight, which was at 9:40 AM. I cried. I knew before I reached my gate that my flight was gone anyway, but I was just frustrated to have carried all my load for so long. God heard me and sent me this nice Sudanese lady who was an airport worker. She helped me by putting Ada Verastic’s car seat on a wheel chair and attaching the luggage to the arm of the wheelchair, so all I had to carry was my bag and Ada Verastic’s diaper bag on my back. The picture below is of me while I was waiting for the next flight.<\/p>\n
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