Back to the grind soon, booo.

Pig and I are back from LA. The day we left it was sunny, 70 degrees with a slight breeze, my favorite...how very cruel. The trip back was great, Pig after some grumbling at the airport fell asleep for 3.5 hours, huzzah! Luckily the trip lasted only 4.5 hours so I only had to entertain a baby with the attention span of a flea for an hour. JetBlue is an awesome airline when flying with kids, when I saw the spacious changing table I felt such a warm glow that some wonderful person thought to put it in, really it made me want to be a better woman.

The trip there....well it kinda sucked in the beginning. Didn't know what to expect, I thought the minute we started the ascent Pig would become the angry square. So the minute we sat down, I slung the hooter hider around my neck, pulled Pig onto my lap and started what I thought would be a nice leisurely feed. Hahaha, I laugh now at my naivete. I hadn't thought that Pig wouldn't want to stay under the hooter hider, in fact it ended up being a freaking peep show, what with me struggling to keep Pig and my bared boob under the cover and Pig flipping it open like a tent. I'm sure the flight attendants enjoyed seeing both me and Pig under the cover together at one point, Pig grumbling and me muttering "you need to calm down and eat, owww, stop scratching mommy, hey stop flipping that open!" After awhile Pig settled down and fell asleep but kept waking up because we happened to be sitting next to the lav. Why or why do people have to drink and eat so much on a plane. Everytime the door was banged shut Pig woke up started and angry. I just wanted to stand up at one point and kick down the door, maybe an open toilet would have people thinking twice before they requested that third can of coke.

So I'm back to work next week, booooo. Hate to think about leaving Pig. I know she'll be fine but I'm sure like most first time moms, I feel like I'm the only one who can soothe her if she becomes an angry square. What is this angry square you ask? When Pig gets mad, she scrunches her chin down onto her chest and her face magically becomes square shaped. It was pretty amusing to hear my mom say to her from the other room, "wait a minute, what are you doing, stop turning into a square, there's nothing to be angry about" almost like she was a little transformer changing shape in order to kick some ass.