Lessons Learned from Traveling with a 9-month-old Baby

That long pause was me taking my 6-year-old son and 9-month-old daughter to a work conference in New York City … about blogging.

I took Etani because it was his turn to come on a trip with me. We have a lot of family in New York City and he got to spend lots of time with his cousins.

“We should stay for three weeks,” he declared, sorry when it was time to go home.

Thunderstorms in Denver diverted us to Wichita, Kansas, and we missed our connection back to Oregon. It was almost midnight last night when we checked into an understaffed hotel 25 minutes from the airport.

I’ve learned a lot from this trip, though not as much as I’d hoped about social media and the new ecosystem of the blogosphere.

#1: Traveling with a 9-month-old is a lot harder than traveling with the same baby four months earlier.

#2: Traveling with an almost 7-year-old who jumps out of bed in the morning (jet lag begone!) is much easier than traveling with a just 11-year-old who can barely open her eyes before 10:00 a.m. (and has an attitude to accompany her somnolence).

#3: Borrowing your husband’s iPhone and thinking you can write work emails, blog posts, tweets, and Facebook updates on it is stupid.

#4: Tying with your thumbs on said iPhone while lying down and nursing a jetlagged baby is a good way to get carpal tunnel in your right arm.

#5: If you take your friend up on free tickets to a Broadway musical, you have to live with the guilt of knowing the baby was inconsolable with grandma while you were gone.

#6: It’s worth it to go to the Broadway musical, despite the guilt.

#7: I love the East Coast and was happy to visit but I’m glad we decided to move to a small city in southern Oregon where there is no sticky humidity, bloodthirsty mosquitoes, or honking yellow taxis.

#8: A baby who has not pooped in five days will not just poop once, or twice, or three times when she finally decides to go…

#9: A baby who has never eaten raisins and tries some for the first time will not digest the raisins but will instead excrete them in blueberry form just a few hours after she has eaten them.

#10: One key to traveling with cloth diapers is to know when and where you will do laundry (see #8).

#11: Another key to traveling with cloth diapers is to use Elimination Communication (EC) to catch all the poops, the substance, consistency, and contents of which you can then write about (see #9).

What lessons have you learned from traveling solo with a child or two in tow?

Come back tomorrow to see a photo gallery of the trip!

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9 thoughts on “Lessons Learned from Traveling with a 9-month-old Baby”

  1. LOL about the raisins! I doubt she will start digesting them anytime soon…they will continue to make an appearance hours later up until about 18months IME. Nice to see you all!! We haven’t stopped talking about ‘eating up baby ye-yone like pasta!” (twirl her on the fork then scoop her right up ;-))

  2. Oh, Jennifer, you are brave and life is rich. I keep thinking about the memories made (especially from Etani’s perspective) on this trip. What a gift!

  3. What I learned about traveling with little ones (and not even cloth diapers) was that it was really really hard. Often worth it to see family, but now that my kids are 8, 10 and 12, I can actually LIKE traveling with them. And a hotel in Wichita!–you are a brave woman, Jennifer!

  4. Your exploits never cease to amaze me. It’s like you’re “Supermom”, but you are so NOT smug about it that it’s impossible to not like you!

  5. Tracy, if you had seen me SOBBING in the hotel at midnight with Leone sleeping on my back and Etani fast asleep in the stroller, you would know how much I am NOT a super mom.

    I waited in line for 35 minutes to then be checked into a room that was filthy and not made up and I was too exhausted to go back downstairs to get a different room key.

    I had my head against the wall and I was crying so loudly the entire hotel could hear me. Thank goodness the kids were asleep.

    But I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown more than once during this trip… Let’s just say I’m glad to be home.

    Thanks for reading!
    .-= Jennifer Margulis´s last blog ..So You Want to be on TV =-.

  6. I have no tips, only admiration. I have not attended BlogHer the past two years because I had an 11 month old who became a 23 month old, and I couldn’t see either leaving him at home or traveling solo with him. His big sister? No problem, but not Destructo-Baby, no way.
    .-= Amber´s last blog ..Share Your Story- Feed My Dream =-.

  7. OMG–did you catch the poop in the potty when she finally went? I think that saga — the running out of diapers etc–deserves its own post!

    The main thing I’ve learned from traveling with my daughter is to have extremely low expectations. My expectation (for the travel… airport/airplane part) is to just live through the experience. Then anything better than that seems like bliss. Most of the time, it’s better than that. Sometimes, like the time she projectile poopped while in a front pack and it got all over ME (I had an extra outfit for her…. but ME?). That time I was just happy to get home without losing my mind. It gets easier as they get older to some extent, especially if there are cousins to be visited at the destination. I have not been brave enough to bring my daughter on a work trip–at least not without my husband around.
    .-= Alisa Bowman´s last blog ..The Heavenly Art of Manscaping =-.

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