Preparedness

It happens to all of us, we become overly confident.  We think that we have it down pat and that nothing really could change it. I learned this lesson the hard way. Usually for US trips 6 hours or less I pack 5 diapers plus one overnight diaper a pack of wipes and a roll of disposable diaper bags. This all fits nicely into my portable changing pad. Plus Eliana doesn't poop in public so the chances of me using all the supplies is slim to none.

This last trip we went on to San Diego, the day before Boris was suppose to leave I decided to change my flight to leave with him due to the impeding storm ( my original flight ended up cancelled and I would have never made it ). In a rush I did the pack and pray method. I never ever want to suggest it to anyone, it made for few side trips to target. Well we rush out of the house and make it to our flight on time grabbing some quick food along the way.  We get about 20 minutes into our 4 hour flight and Boris asks what's that smell? It was the worst 4 hour flight of our lives. Eliana had 3 blow out diapers(must have been some thing she ate) I ran out of wipes and had no change of clothes for her ( or us for that matter). By the time we got to Denver I didn't know if they could pay me to get on our next 2 hour flight to San Diego. Luckily I had over packed on diapers and the little news store had a pack of wipes I grabbed 2 and at $3.99 for 10 wipes this was the best money I've ever spent. We did end up getting on the plane and made it to San Diego but we were a little worse for the wear. As I sit on our flight home I am so glad I learned from my mistakes. In my bag currently is an outfit change for Eliana 7 diapers and two packages of wipes.

Be prepared for anything, example Eliana once again pooped on the plane I guess she's so comfortable on them now it's not considered a public place. Well I go and wait 10 minutes outside the two restrooms I go in the one, no changing table I come out and apologize to the long line I need to wait for the other one. I wait another 5 minutes and go in, no changing table. At this point my child has now stunk up the back half of the plane and I know the service cart is blocking my way to the front restroom where there might be a changing table. I decide to wing it I tell Eliana it's an adventure and throw down the cover on top of the toilet seat.  It certainly was an adventure and not one I want to repeat again soon but I lived and since I earned some relax time after that I even got to write this blog post.  I'll be doing a small gear post next and then hopefully a traveling with multiplies guest post done by my bestie who has 3 ladies under 6 and has traveled all over.  I'll leave you with something I thought was funny. I received a text today from a good friend "so glad you guys are having so much fun- you are like my Lewis and Clark scouting it all out for us to follow one day" now I am not Lewis and Clark but I am glad to be "scouting" family friendly locations so all families eventually feel confident traveling.