On the whole, Noah was a great traveler. The only time he was even fussy on the plane was during descent, and that was not too bad. Plus we were expecting takeoff and landing to be hard on him.

What we were not expecting was the air pressure changes to make him poop.

But boy howdy did they ever. Twice on the way back.

Luckily, nothing leaked. But I will never again travel without a change of pants as well as a spare t-shirt. At least not while I’m traveling with Noah as an infant in lap.

Our decision to leave at the crack of dawn was a good one — we got up, got ready, loaded the car, etc, and THEN woke up Noah to drive to the airport. He didn’t enjoy being woken up, but at least we were able to get ready without having to keep him entertained.

We have another plane trip at the end of the month. Any other recommendations or ideas or warnings?