Flying was really not a big deal. Totally fine. The pumpkin was a trouper. Thank God for small favors. Since I couldn't find anything of any use online, I'll give you my own flying scoop. Bear with me; I'll give you the WHOLE scoop for those who are equally neurotic when it comes to your baby ... like me.
We're traveling to Kansas City for my two god-daughters' baptism. Totally nervous about flying with the babe. I have vivid images of him totally freaking out, doing that hysterical screeching where he can't catch his breath because his ears hurt and I can't do anything about it but cry right along with him. It's one thing for him to cry because he's mad; it's another all together when he is in pain. There is nothing that can make you feel incompetent faster than a child who cannot tell you what's wrong and is doing the patented "I'm Hurt - Cry". Ugh.
