On travel day, I was hitting up the bathroom while we were waiting for our taxi (if you know me, you know that I pee all the time!) and Noah kept coming in and out of the room. This in of itself is not unusual. But then I realized he was opening and closing the door. I was proud and having an 'Oh Shit' moment all at the same time. Luckily, he doesn't spend all day opening and closing doors yet. This coming from the boy who would climb the oven- maybe I'm finally getting a break!
Next came Noah's first taxi ride. Less than 20 minutes later, we were at RDU and I had Noah, a car seat, a 44lb suitcase, and my old diaper bag; Kate Spade was deemed too small to make the trip. Deep breath, and I threw Noah into the Ergo. I bought a Brica car seat bag with wheels a few days before our flight. Car seat rolling behind me in the right hand, suitcase in the left, OiOi across the body and into the airport we went with the baby monkey on my back. It actually was very smooth! I decided to gate check the car seat, which is a bit of a pain in the ass but I'm nervous about checking it and will take a free seat on the plane any day of the week (though both our flights were full this time). Got through security easily, bought a coffee and lunch to go and played around at the gate a little bit. Both of our flights were so easy and considering it was Newark, barely delayed (20 minutes late on the way out, on time on the way home). Noah was very good on the plane, and just sat on my lap, read some stories, ate some snacks, played some games. On the way home, the man next to us slept the whole time so I think that speaks for his behavior! Of course, to Newark is only about 59 minutes of actual air time so that helps. But seriously, the traveling was not as bad as I thought. The Ergo was definitely the most important piece of the puzzle for us.
| Have trains, will travel. |
First birthday parties are always fun and Noah capped off the day with his first bath with cousin Paige. He wasn't as excited about that as everyone else was, including Paige. But it was so funny to see two little baby bellies in the tub together.
And our last first of the weekend was when we arrived home Sunday. After a Father's Day dinner at our favorite, Nanataco, Noah got a solo bath at home. It became pretty clear that some other business was about to happen to defoul the clean water. I grabbed Noah and dangled him over the big potty and told the Husband to get his little potty from downstairs. Now, we have this baby potty because a few months ago Noah was getting interested in the potty. He will sit on it, but has never actually christened it. But Sunday, Noah peed and pooped on the potty for the first time! We were all very excited! And the Husband took some photos that perhaps invadedNoah's privacy just a bit. I won't share them here; I don't want his first boss to Google him and find them. We'll just save him for his first girlfriend when he's 15 to break them out. So we've been using the potty a little bit, but no pressure. I'm not sure I'm ready and I'm pretty positive he's not either.


