Desmond's First Plane Ride



Desmond did great on the plane. On the way to Houston, he charmed everyone with lots of smiles and zero tears. It helped that all the people in our immediate vicinity were baby-friendly. We had been told by knowledgeable parent-types to nurse him upon takeoff and landing to help his ears adjust to the pressure, which we did, and I think it helped. I was hoping that the loud, monotonous drone and vibrations of the plane would put him right to sleep, but no. He didn't sleep a wink, just bopped around all keyed up until we landed. He wore us out, but in a happy cute way.

The return flight was a bit more eventful. Desmond fussed for a while, then slept for nearly 2 hours. I thought we were having an incredible bit of luck, but then he woke up and squealed for 2 hours. He wasn't crying exactly, he was just... enjoying the sound of his own voice? We thought it was kind of funny, but 'm not sure if everyone else on the plane would have agreed.

All in all, a successful first foray into the wider world.

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