The trip started out exactly like I planned. I made it through security with no issue and boarded the plane. The stewardesses were so nice helped me install C's car seat. I got him settled and he seemed happy munching on his goldfish. Not even two minutes into taking off he was out. It lasted about an hour and so I read my book. With 30 minutes left in the flight he woke up hungry. I reached into his diaper bag to give him his already prepared bottle to find that the darn thing leaked. EVERYWHERE. It was even in its own little bottle case that matches the diaper bag and it leaked through that. I hate those Dr. Brown's bottles they always leak. Anyway - everything in the bag seemed to wet.
I gave him what was left of the bottle and then it got even more interesting. I noticed a smell. It was time for the diaper change. The diaper change I have forever feared would happen mid-flight. They had just announced that our descent would he rough and that they were ending drink service early so the stewardesses could take their seats early. I called one of the over to see if I could still change C in the bathroom. She said it was up to me and I decided it was a much needed diaper change. She set up the changing table in the tiny bathroom (I didn't know they had these in there!). I got him to finally lay down and there was they worst thing ever. A HUGE blowout. And the kid doesn't sit still for diaper changes. So I am wrestling C to get the diaper and romper off him and he is sliding around and managed to get poop on me. I finally get a clean diaper on him and clean up our area. I carry my son who is only wearing a diaper to the seat as I pray that the formula didn't leak all over his back up romper. Luckily it didn't and I got him changed into something clean just in time for landing.
I had never been so happy to see Andrew. I wanted to change my clothes and take a shower. Worst flight ever. I didn't cry though. As much as I wanted to I didn't.
Once we got to the hotel we got ready to go out. Wednesday night we ate at Bubba Gump's and visited Cafe du Monde and walked around a bit.
Thursday Andrew had some client meetings so C and I braved New Orleans alone. We walked the French Quarter and the river front. That afternoon when Andrew was finished with his meetings we ate at Primo's where C had his first taste of white pizza and the best chicken parm ever. We let C nap and headed to shop a little and to meet Andrew's assistant for dinner at Applebee's. That night we hit Cafe du Monde (again).
Friday Andrew had the day off so we hopped on the trolley and spent the day at the zoo. It was a great zoo. Puts the Nashville Zoo to shame. Not as big as the San Diego Zoo but you were able to get so close to the animals. It was extremely clean and even the zoo food was good. After the long day we had dinner at Deannie's Seafood and took one more walk around the city and the river front.
The flight home was way less eventful. We were all exhausted and C fell asleep so quickly as we took off. I had a wonderful week and plan to go back again!