At just under 7 months old, this week Fiona had her first airplane ride to meet her Dad’s relatives in Western Massachusetts. This was her big introduction to her paternal grandparents, uncle John, and many of my cousins and aunts and uncles who are regular readers of this blog. (Big shout out hello!).
I’ve done plenty of air travel in our day, but this was my first experience traveling with an infant. I was suitably terrified.
Probably the first shock was the sheer number of bags we had to pack. While I’ll never claim to be an expert “use one carry-on bag to last a week” traveler, I’d like to think I pack reasonably efficient.
Not this time…Half a bag for me, half for Eliza, and then: diaper bag, car seat bag, portable pack and play, change of clothes bag, emergency food supply, toy bag, burp clothes, baby carrier, on and on… In total, we checked 4 large bags and carried on 3. All for a 3 day trip. Yep, we were THAT family.
Still, despite my fears, and aching back, Fiona was great. Here she is setting up camp at the gate playing with her delicious toys…
And soon we were on board where we discovered plane trips actually mean “hug mommy for 2 hour” trips. Fiona was in blissful, cry-free heaven.
Soon we arrived in Massachusetts to this:
Yep, I’ve officially lived in the south too long. I bundled up my two Georgia Peaches and we soon headed over to meet Grandma and Grandpa..
Grandma and Grandpa Isham of course were on cloud 9…
And my dad had the T-Shirt to prove it:
My brother John and sister Cathi were also there…
And also my Aunt Joanne:
On Friday we were New England touristy and headed up to the Yankee Candle Factory in Deerfield, Ma. Factory is probably the wrong word, “extreme black friday shopping event” may be more fitting. Still, there were some fun displays for photo-ops:
And in the evening Fiona met even more of her family, including Mark’s Aunt Flo, Uncle Leo, and cousins Lynne, Pammy, Daniel, and Chris. A great time (and some good Isham drinkin’) was had by all.
Last night we made it back safely to Atlanta, only to discover it probably wasn’t such a great idea to leave the heat off while we were gone. The house was 49 degrees and didn’t fully warm up until 3am. Fiona was not impressed. Still, by now we were pros.
All in all it was a nice trip. FIona was great and she got to meet much of her family on my side.
Many thanks to everyone for all the gifts, kind words and hospitality. We are truly thankful for all your support on this journey.