Arrived Safely

Out of the 25 hours that Raphaela and I were in transit, she slept for a total of two of them. Seriously. She charmed people on both sides of the pond, and was so overstimulated by the contact with new people, new experiences, the safety movie on the plane and the baggage collection track, among other things.

Top prize for wonderful random acts of kindness go to the teenager in London who tied my shoe laces for me, because I was bogged down by a child in a sling and three small carry ons. And my thanks to Lisa and Sarah and the rest of the BA crew on the flight from London to Boston, who treated my daughter like a VIP, baby sat for me and had Raphaela hang out with the captain so I could take a nap. (I always wanted a tour of the cockpit...)

In general, people were kind to us, and enjoyed Raphaela's company, remarking that she was a "delightfully quiet baby" on the flight. I wish I could take credit for her warm smile, but I have always maintained that she was born that way. Kudos to my daughter for perfecting her projectile peeing in the baby changing room in Heathrow.

I have also spent the last 25 hours nursing, and my chest is sore, and my milk supply is on jet lag.

Now I must do a laundry and fumigate everything that we wore in the past day, we smell like airport.