Okay let's get this show on the road!
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
I had stayed up late the night before so that our bags would be completely packed and all we had to do is load the car and leave. We bought a seat on the plane for the baby so we were allowed 3 checked bags for free since flying JetBlue and we used all three. I also had two large carry ons. I know this seems insane but diapers and baby snacks take up alota room man! We were both a bit concerned at how we would manage to get all of our bags plus Boo and her stroller through the airport.
Our flight was at 3pm out of Austin (about 5 hours away) but the earliest we could drop our furbabies off at the doggy spa was 7:30am. So we got up and got everything and everybody loaded and out the door by 7:30. By the time we dropped the "kids" off and grabbed golden arches for breakfast it was close to 8:30am before we actually hit the road towards Austin. I was a bit panicky because I'm one of those people who like to get to the airport crazy early. I know, I know it's boring but then I don't have to worry about missing our flight.
The trip to Austin was uneventful for the most part. Thankfully the baby slept most the way. We did stop to pee along the way though. And that stop is where I had one of my most disgusting and horrifying experiences as a mother thus far.
We got to the gas station and we knew we both had to go. We're used to this though, we have the drill down. One goes while the other waits with Boo outside. We each say how bad we have to go on a scale of 1 to 10 and the highest number goes first. Easy as that. Usually this works pretty well unless you both REALLY have to pee. So Rudy says he's a 9, I'm only a 8 (very high numbers for us.) Okay, so Rudy you go first. He's not gone long and then it hits me...OMG if I don't pee now I'm going to pee my pants. Panic mode. What do I do with the baby? More panic.
So I decide I'm going to have to take her into that nasty gas station bathroom and somehow juggle her and pee. This is a mommy skill I have not acquired yet because I never take her in with me. When she goes in for a diaper change that's all we do, I never go myself as well. We go in, it's a single unit which I'm happy to see. I managed to keep her off the gross floor and take care of business. I was feeling really proud of myself. But then of course I had to wash my hands. For the life of me I could not wash my hands while holding her. I tried doing one hand at a time and that just wasn't working out and I for sure wasn't going to put her down on that sink.
Oh wait! It's ok, it's ok she can walk now. Doh! How could I forget that?? So this means she can stand there next to me while I'm washing my hands. Excellent. So down she goes to stand there like a good little girl. I wash my hands throughly and as I'm turning to get some paper towels I hear an odd little noise...splish, splash...it's quiet but definitely noticeable. Nothing hits home yet. A little louder SPLISH SPLASH....Oh....my....God. I turn to see what is forever playing in my memory as a nightmare, my 15 month old PLAYING in the water of a Chevron station toilet.
I freak out so bad that I make her cry because I pounce on her to swoop her up like a hawk. I stood there and washed that little girls hands and arms no less than 5 minutes. If I could have given her a bath, I would have. As soon as we come out of the bathroom I tell Rudy get to the car now and get out the baby sanitizer. She then got a full out sanitizer bath in the parking lot. Lesson learned...for all three of us.
Back on the road we went. Our car smelling very fresh and Boo's arms a little red from scrubbing. This incident had set us back some time and we were now cutting things a little close. This was also our first time flying out of Austin so we were worried about finding the airport but we drove right to it. Very easy. This was also our first time using The Parking Spot. That was a very handy service and we were impressed about how quick it was from the time we pulled up to when we were dropped off at our terminal.
So the driver drops us off and it suddenly hits me that I didn't hear our car beep after unloading. "Rudy....did you lock the car?".....silence....."Rudy??", "IT WILL BE FINE!" Ugh...men! So yes we left our fairly new and fairly expensive suv UNLOCKED at the airport for a week. I was so stressed about it but he didn't want to go back because it would have been a hassle. Of course so would have been coming home to no car or even worse, a stripped car. But he was freaking out about getting all our luggage to the counter so I just said screw it. What happens, happens.
We checked in with plenty of time to spare. We had her ID card and showed it but I don't think we needed it. We made it through security without any hassles. I thought maybe I would have a hard time with the juice boxes and stroller but nope, no problems. Neither one of us got the full body scan so I can't comment on that. They had us just hold Boo and walk through the detector. You fold up your stroller and put it on the belt. She doesn't have shoes on 95% of the time so I'm not sure if they would have asked us to take them off her or not.
At this point it's about an hour til boarding and we're all a little hungry so we found a little grill. It was called Lefty's. It was gross. Actually very gross and not much of a menu. But it was close to our gate and had room to just roll the stroller up to our table so it worked. Wouldn't eat there again though. Ew.
Finally 2:45 was here and they called boarding for small children. We made our way onto the plane. Before our trip I had rented a CARES harness for the baby because I didn't want to lug her carseat through the airport. But honestly it was a pain to install on a crowded plane and I figured hey if this plane goes down this thing isn't going to save her anyways so she just sat on our laps. This kept her happy as well.
It was a pretty good flight. I had packed a gazillion things to keep her happy but honestly she didn't need them. We feed her at take off to keep her ears from popping which seemed to work. Gerber Puffs and a plastic spoon was all she needed to be happy. JetBlue also has a TV in front of every seat so Nickelodeon helped entertain. But I have decided Puffs are God's gift to traveling parents. Never leave home without them. I noticed about halfway through the flight she had some weird rash on her face that wasn't there before. I was already visualizing all our vacation photos being ruined with this rash that seemed to be spreading on both of her cheeks and her chin. I'm still not sure what caused it but was thankful I had packed the Benedryl because it was gone by the next morning. It may have been the baby sanitizer although she's used it forever and never had an issue. Perhaps it was the toilet bowl cleaner
Finally the captain came on and told us what we had been waiting to hear for months... "We're approaching Orlando, prepare for landing"
Fit Info
The Parking Spot Bus: No problems. These buses have leather bench seats. There are a few steps to get up into the bus but a handrail is provided.
Lefty's Bar AUS: No problems. Seats have no armrests.
AUS waiting area chairs: No problems. These seats do have armrests but were still comfortable and wide. Chairs did sit low to ground.
JetBlue: We bought three seats so we had plenty of room once we put the armrests up. The seats seemed more comfortable (wider and leg room wise) than American which is what we usually fly. Rudy was able to buckle his belt but I was not. However, I was only lacking maybe 4 inches so these belts are longer than American. Thankfully, I was prepared because I had purchased an extension off of ebay years ago. JetBlue is a Style A (same as American) if you are purchasing one. You can ALWAYS ask the flight attendant for one if you need one. Purchasing is not required. I tried to put my armrests down just to see if it was possible for me and it was not. The only bad thing about keeping the armrest up is that the controls for your TV are on them so it is a bit of a struggle to change the channels. But that is not a deal breaker for me and I would fly with them again. I really enjoyed JetBlue and found them Pooh friendly. 