|Packed and Ready To Go!|
We headed out Thursday morning and I will admit, I was terrified. 3 1/2 hours in a stuffy airplane with three 1 year olds...I just knew they would cry at least 2 1/2 of the 3 1/2 hours. Nope! We were blessed to have had three super happy babies for the whole plane ride. Mia did fuss for about the last 20 minutes, but I will pass it off on her ears popping. Mine were killing me on the decent so I can only imagine how she must have felt and didn't really know how to relieve them. Luckily we had the first flight out of Dallas and the plane was pretty empty so each adult got a whole row just to ourselves with one baby. First, we would not have been able to sit together anyway, they would have staggered us due to lapping the baby and not having all three in one row, I am assuming due to the oxygen masks in the event of an emergency, but the airline was completely accommodating to us.
We did get the excessive stares at the airport, and here and there on the plane as we were loading, (I think I hit nearly every isle passenger in first class with my over-sized diaper bag), but I am happy to report it was nothing like the freak shows I have experienced at Walmart and such. Not quite sure why, but I still feel so "judged" when I am in public with the three of them. Although, that is getting better too.
|Triplets at play with Trevor, the Ross' little boy|
|Mia hogging toys at Nana's|
Anyways, thus far, it has been a good trip. The babies have been able to meet their aunt and uncles and some dear friends. We took them to our friends house we haven't seen in over 11 years, and the kids had the time of their life. Plus, we were greatly blessed to be able to take our 5th generation picture on Saturday.
|(L-R) Marcus & Deuce, Great Great Gma Georgia, Nana Julie & Jevin, Great Granny Ginger & Mia|
So lets talk about the time change....time is two hours behind our Texas time. The first day the kids were ready to go to bed at 5:30 California time, so you know what that means....yep! Up at 4:00 AM. Lucky us! Over the last few days they have adjusted to real time, but that means when we get back to Texas, they most likely won't want to go to bed until 9:30PM for a few days....first daylight savings time, then Mountain Time all in the same month....Lord help me! And the kids have been co-bedding. They do really well! Every now and then we have been woken by Mia pounding on the bedroom door to get out, or Deuce (somehow) getting himself under the bed. We have a twin air mattress that fits pretty snug between the bed and wall, but he still managed to get himself between it and the bed frame...who knows....