Saturday, May 23, 2015

U S A in 18 Days (some photos from the road)

One of the few family "selfies" we got from the road.
This from our tent in Moab.
We left NYC on April 30th and I'll never forget driving down into the Lincoln Tunnel and turning to look back knowing that was might last view of NYC for a very long time. A crazy feeling for sure. We headed south for what became one of the best trips of my life. 18 days. 17 states - with a 6.5 month old baby in the back seat. We got to visit family all across the country and stopped in so many new states and places. And the scenery along the way was just mind-blowing.
Death Valley, CA

America is amazing y'all. I'm still sorting through about 1000 photos to prove it. It seemed like every day of our trip we would see some amazing sites, to only be topped the very next day by something even more incredible. From Virginia to Ohio to Memphis to Oklahoma to Route 66 to Santa Fe to Mesa Verde to Moab (probably my fave) to Monument Valley (UT), the Grand Canyon (indescribable) and up through Death Valley (major WOW) to Tahoe. I could maybe write a book on our crazy adventure, but instead, I just wanted to post a few of my favorite photos. More posts to come on traveling on long trips with a baby and must-see spots across this great country and maybe even "Things NOT to do when traveling with a baby across the USA for 3 weeks!"

Traveling cross-country was so refreshing. It was a true reminder that we really are so small. There is SO much to see. The options are endless and life is short. If I had known how incredible the sites would be, I would have just traveled in the US the last few years. I am so proud of us for making this long journey and luckily we're still married at the end of it.

Some photos (not in order...):
"Glamping" in Moab, Utah in the middle of the amazing Arches National Park (through Moab Under Canvas)
The incredibly massive Mt Whitney in Lone Pine, California
Arches National Park - incredible.

Bear in front of Cliff Palace in Mesa Verde National Park
Whatever this was - it was amazing. Colorado.
Somewhere in New Mexico off Route 66 
Cadillac Ranch - a roadside attraction in Texas (near Amarillo)
Josh had to stop for lunch at this crazy place, The Big Texan, famous for their MASSIVE steaks
Texas! 
Checkin' out Beale Street in Memphis
Kentucky! Had to take a quick detour to the Jim Beam Distillery...
Josh...at the Cincinnati Zoo
Charlottesville, VA
Great Falls, Maryland
In Virginia at a tulip farm!
Santa Fe = my dream food city
Bear at Mesa Verde National Park in CO
Bear tries Skyline Chili in Cincinnati for the first time!
Bear tries to get in Tootsie's in Nashville...didn't happen.
Arriving in Lake Tahoe!

Friday, May 1, 2015

U S A

And so the crazy Ryan Family USA Moving Adventure begins. 18 days. 17 states. Lots of diapers and amazing sites to be seen. 

The NYC door officially closed yesterday as we went down into the Lincoln Tunnel - literally no turning back. That was the end of our 11 year run there - the end of a childhood dream and the beginning of a new one. It was quite a surreal feeling. So surreal that I never shed a tear yesterday about leaving. It definitely won't hit me for awhile. Probably not until were in the middle of Amarillo, TX, and I realize what we are embarking on. 

We are excited and nervous, but mostly excited to make this trip across country. Visiting family for the first bit and then hitting the ole Rte 66 until we reach California. Hopefully it's the road trip I've always dreamed of. I'll let you know...

(The last NYC photo...)

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Sorry New York... (a letter to nyc by josh ryan)


I'm really excited to share the first ever blog by my husband! Big stuff, folks. 11 years ago I told this Cincinnati, Ohio fella that I was moving to NYC to pursue a career in theatre and thankfully he came up with me and ended up loving life here (many times more than I did). It's been amazing to see the man and father that he has become in this city and I can't wait for the next decade. Here, in his own words, a letter to NYC...

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Sorry New York but I have to quit…

I know it may come as a surprise to you but it’s all for good intentions. I’ve spent 11 years here learning and growing and I love that, but it’s time to venture out and start a new life somewhere else. I’ve always appreciated you and I thank you for letting me be a part of your life as well. I got my college degree here, I got engaged here, I had my baby here and I’ve met a lot of great friends who I will carry with me forever. These are things that will always be a part of me and also my family.

In the Museum of Natural History
When I look back a long time from now I’m sure I will tear up imagining in my head all the experiences I’ve had with you. The enjoyment of running in the park during the early hours of the morning, learning about your history, street graffiti, times of hardship, times of enjoyment, Fall arriving, Spring arriving, of finding a delicious restaurant that you visit often, staying out as late as you want, concerts & shows, new friends, your food, learning about people and culture through the eyes of others, all the museums and art, running races throughout your boroughs, all your parks and greenspaces, the architecture, the bridges, snowstorms, summer thunderstorms, the crazy people, the different people, the true New Yorkers, family and friends coming to visit, hanging out on fire escapes all night, running around your streets being free, bird watching, parades and celebrations and enjoying all that you have given throughout the years.

It’s funny because nobody in my family thought that I would make it here. They all thought I’d be back home in 6 months with my tail between my legs, but I stuck it out and worked hard and achieved the goals I set out to do. I’ve always told newcomers that when NYC is done with you, it will kick you out. I’ve seen you do it time and time again to those who can’t hack what you’re throwing at them or willing to work hard and adjust. I was able to dig myself in and become a part of you and all that you had to give. There may be 8.5 million people that live here but an Ohioan moving to the city with $380 and a suitcase usually doesn’t last -- but not me. I knew that this would be a huge challenge for me and I took it on as if I was on a mission to succeed with failure as not an option. 

The jobs that I had in this city speak a lot for what I was willing to do to stay within you. First, taking a position at Annie’s Restaurant on the Upper East Side as a busboy, cutting wildflowers all over the tristate, watching dogs all day at the doggy day spa, Fishs Eddy, NYC Parks Dept., Soup Man, Crumbs and H&M. Each one of them giving me more and more insight into who you are and the beauty that lies within you. I was able to see farms in New Jersey, coast line in Long Island, the borough of Brooklyn, borough of Staten Island, borough of Queens, Upstate, the East coast shoreline, small towns that dot the map surrounding you, the intricate streets and beautiful architecture of Manhattan and so, so much more.

As the time nears that my family and I have to say goodbye I’m becoming more and more appreciative of what I was able to experience and of what I will be able to carry with me when I leave here. I’ve learned so much from you and the people that you produce here. As long as I’ve kept working hard and never given up, you’ve been there to support me. So I thank you for everything that you’ve given me. It won’t ever be forgotten and I will use it always. It’s been a lot of fun, New York. I’m excited to someday come back and visit you and see what new things you’ve have created for all to enjoy.


See ya...........Josh


Thursday, April 23, 2015

My Top 20 NYC Moments

In one week, we will cross through the Lincoln Tunnel to NJ and head towards a new life out West. All I can think of are the hundreds of crazy NYC memories from the last 11 years. Too many crazy ones to try to process. The best, though, are those "only in NY..." moments that seem to happen way too often. This city brings a new story every, single day. Here are 20 of my faves:
  1. One January, we (or "Josh" I should say) threw our Christmas tree off our 4th floor balcony because we (he) didn't want to carry it down 4, narrow flights of stairs. I pretended like I saw nothing. 
  2. I'll never forget when I first moved up here and I had to walk over 50 blocks home because I totally ran out of money and couldn't get a MetroCard (don't lie - we've all been there!) and decided to take the route all the way up Madison Avenue, past some of the worlds most expensive shops. I actually laughed at myself, passing Chanel and Gucci and Prada, with not a penny to my name and yet loving every minute of it. Only in New York....
  3. Getting ice cream delivered (Sedutto!) on many occasions. And warm chocolate chip cookies (Insomnia Cookies!). And grilled cheeses at 2am (Green Kitchen!). And tacos (Taco King!). Food delivery is probably one of the things I will miss most when we leave. #SeamlessWithdrawl
  4. Going to a huge birthday party at the famous Plaza Hotel. Who does this?! And Christmas parties at the Museum of Natural History and The Central Park Boathouse. And being on a yacht in the Hudson. Unforgettable. (I work for great people...) 
  5. When Josh took a dip in the Atlantic...Ocean in JANUARY as part of Coney Island's Polar Bear Club. This is a real thing y'all. And just ridiculous.
  6. The amount of .99 cent tacos we consumed in 11 years. And from places names "Taco King," "Taco City," Taco Today." All...the exact same. For $10, you could feed a whole family! Who says NYC is expensive?!
  7. Running the midnight 5K in Central Park on New Years Eve in 2013. I think I cried at one point because it was just so cool. 
  8. Drinking a $26 cocktail at The Peninsula Hotel rooftop. I promised myself I would not forget the ridiculousness of that drink. And a $13 beer at The Gansevoort Hotel rooftop. Equally ridiculous. And a Manhattan at Bemelman's Bar in The Carlyle Hotel. NYC can be so ridiculous...and amazing. 
  9. Seeing one of my best friends perform as the headliner at Carnegie Hall. UNREAL. And also seeing some of my favorite singers perform at Carnegie Hall, going two nights in a row. It's one of my favorite venues in this city and so glad I got to see some shows there. 
  10. Seeing my friends perform on Broadway time and time again. Never. Gets. Old. I live vicariously through them and I'm totally cool with that. 
  11. Singing a tune at Birdland Jazz Club as part of my best friends solo show. So fun. 
  12. Getting an appointment to audition for Les Miz. When I moved to NYC all I really cared about was being seen for Les Miz. I basically forced an agent (that I wasn't signed with) to submit me for an appointment/audition. That audition, while it may sound silly, was a highlight for me. I never got called back (and not sure they were even casting at that point), but just being able to audition for Tara Rubin for Les Miz was a dream. Even today, if I could audition to be a piece of wood on the barricade, I would drop everything and go. 
  13. Getting callbacks for Sophie in Mamma Mia on Broadway when I first moved to NYC and getting so close to the end and then not getting it and realizing how truly hard this business is. And how there were 50 girls who all look just like me, are all talented and all have Broadway credits. No...fun....
  14. Cincinnati Nights! Finding out there is a restaurant in Tribeca (Edward's) that serves all food from Cincinnati. So random and so overpriced. And so something we did for 10 years. 
  15. The amount of visitors we had to our tiny, 1 BDR apartment over the years and "Josh's NYC Walking Tour"! If airbnb.com was only around 10 years ago, we would be rich!
  16. The year we had 28" of snow (i.e., the year I finally got good snow boots).
  17. Going to buy my wedding dress (by myself) at a little boutique on a brick-lined street in the West Village. And Skyped in my mom to see me try it on (and then begged her to help me pay for it).  
  18. The guy that ran down the UES each night in stockings and a thong. And the screaming lady on the UES who woke us up every weekend morning screaming at the top of her longs. Totally normal to us after a year or so. 
  19. When I was a waitress, I waited on so many celebs, including Heath Ledger (who brought his own tea), Steve Martin, Jessica Simpson & Nick Lachey, Diane Sawyer, Julianna Margoulis, Lisa Ling and Alec Baldwin. Only in NY....
  20. When Bear Ryan was born and we walked home from the hospital with him, 22 blocks up York Avenue. 

Saturday, April 11, 2015

on leaving new york...

Deciding to leave New York is not an easy decision. It's actually a terrifyingly hard one when you decide to not renew your lease - for good. The decision doesn't ever feel real. You talk for years about it and it feels so amazing to think about life outside the city (i.e., grass, trees, sunsets, etc.), until you actually decide to go through with it. There is something about this place, like no other city I know of, that poses this horrible guilt on you if you leave it. You have to constantly justify your reasons for leaving ("we just need more space and fresh air"), as if living somewhere else is just not ok. Leaving NYC can make you feel less than. Like you can't cut it and you're quitting. Like you're giving up on what some people think is the best place on Earth. I refuse to feel that way though.

Living in NYC -- there is so much love and hate. And it's always to the extreme. So much love for all that it has to offer and then so much hate when the 6 train is packed full and people are pushing you and it smells like urine. This article here I constantly reference to remind myself why i need out. 
Sights like this...I might miss. 

I've decided that NYC will always be NYC in some form. The buildings and businesses may change over time, but NYC will always be the energetic, crazy land where people can have the world at their fingertips, where there will always be good pizza and bagels. So why not experience more of the world? If NYC is always here, why not get out and try something totally different? Why stay when there is so much life waiting to be had somewhere else? NYC is that super annoying (but hilarious and beautiful) friend who just always wants to hang out and you finally just have to say NO!

In 3 weeks (!!!) we leave and literally will not turn back (well, maybe once to look back at the view from NJ) and it's part scary and part really exciting. I keep telling myself that "change is good" and I know for sure it will be for us. I also remind myself to not feel guilt about it. We lived here 11 full years. We did it all. We didn't come for a year and decide we couldn't cut it. We hung in there for a LONG time, paying obnoxious rent after obnoxious rent. We made it work. We made a good life here. We started at pretty much the bottom (remind me to tell you the story of when I had no money to get on the subway and walked 50 blocks to get home) and have worked our way to a life that we're proud of. So, it's time for something new.

Over the next few weeks, I will surely be writing many love notes to this place we've called home for so long. It's a sentimental time for us, so bear (no pun intended) with me on the blog! This city has given me, Josh and now Bear an incredible ride. I love New York, but I also love the idea of leaving the craziness behind for a better quality of life. So that's what we're gonna do.


Wednesday, April 1, 2015

And so it goes...we leave New York.


Some exciting news to announce...



So today is the day that I tell you that we're moving away from the place we've called home for 11 years. We're quitting NYC cold turkey on April 30th and moving West. Far west. To Lake Tahoe, CA/NV. Yes...to Tahoe, a place that signifies almost the exact opposite of NYC. (See my favorite Tahoe video ever here.) It's all very bittersweet - especially to know we're leaving many close friends. We have no family here in NYC, but we have made some incredible friends here over the years (that we consider family) and that is really what we will miss. And the pizza. 

There are probably 501 reasons why we're moving but I will keep it simple here. We're moving because for us, it's just time. We have a little baby boy who needs a yard (and a lake) to run around in. A baby who needs fresh air, a dog perhaps and parents who are craving a more peaceful, outdoorsy way of life. And most importantly, because the grandparents live there and we all know it takes a village. And where can you possibly go after living in NYC? It has to be somewhere drastically different and equally as awesome. So...to Tahoe we go!
We LOVE NYC and always will, but it's time for a change and a new adventure. It's super cliche, but life really is too short. And much too short to live in the chaos of this city day after day. It's worn us down (well, riding the subway has at least) so much over the years, yet it's been the most exciting 11 years of our lives. We've checked everything off our NYC bucket list (see here). It's just time. 

There is a major adventure ahead (including a 2+ week cross country road trip, via Route 66, to get there). So follow along if you'd like because this here blog is a changin' very soon. Manhattan Emily...Moves West.

Our journey continues y'all!


#yolo

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Sunday, March 15, 2015

thoughts on not eating cheese for 5 months


ahhh....cheeseburgers...
I feel compelled to share this and I'm not sure why.

For the the last 5 months, I have completely eliminated what also happens to be my absolute, most favorite foods from my diet – cheese, milk and butter. Or anything made from cow's milk. Let me repeat – no cheese, milk or butter in 5 months. No joke people. I do deserve something for this, right?!

Pretty soon after we arrived home from the hospital with little Bear, we were told by the doc that he had a very common "intolerance" to a protein found only in cow's milk (which I was eating and was coming through in breast milk). This would make him fussy and basically vomit all day. And apparently it's very common in infants and they eventually outgrow it. So, after a ton of research on this, I decided I would listen to my doctor and cut out all cow's milk/dairy from my diet for a few months until he could hopefully digest it again. After all, the blood in his stool kept proving that he had an intolerance to it. (Basically, if I eat anything with cows milk today and then I breastfeed him, he will be sick/vomit all day tomorrow.) Sad for him, sad for me. 

Anyone that knows me, knows how much cheese I eat. It's my ultimate weakness in life -- Cheese. On. Everything. Tacos, pizza, burgers, mac n' cheese being my primary foods of choice. And I'm really bad at diets and "cutting back" on things. And just to be honest, I basically have zero food willpower. (So maybe this was karma for the years of over-indulging in cheese?) But, I guess the decision to cut it out is pretty easy when your tiny, 9 lb. baby is throwing up all day. So, out it all went. And thank goodness this Buzzfeed list was there to inspire my new non-dairy lifestyle. And being "dairy free" is a lifestyle folks. A lifestyle of constantly asking - "Does this have milk in it?" "Are you sure there's not butter in this bread?" Because usually it's there. In EVERYTHING. It's shocking how many foods have milk or butter in it that you wouldn't expect. English muffins have milk in them! Most pre-packaged foods are made with some kind of milk. Special K even has milk in it! Everything at Starbucks is basically out of question (unless you use their new coconut milk - yay). Every cookie, cupcake, lots of cereals, dressings (ranch, blue cheese dressing, sour cream...boo), breakfast sandwiches and a million other foods that are cooked in butter are off limits. The "may contain milk" list is endless. And it's daunting to think about when you are faced with eliminating all dairy.
photo: Tristan Prettyman

But I slowly started to learn that there are actually many dairy-free options that I could get behind. Chips and salsa. Hummus. Potato chips. Black beans. Avocados. BBQ chicken. Fresh baked breads/bagels. Eggs. Meats. Vegetables. Fruits. Brownie Mix! Marshmallows! And OREO'S, y'all! Surprisingly...there were lots of things I could still be happy with. I would be a sort of vegan, which is definitely something I never imagined possible. I like cows. I would now search far and wide in grocery stores for the "non-dairy" products by Amy's Organics, Daiya (thanks the good lord for the Daiya brand!), etc. I would eat lots of pasta and red sauce. I would eat LOTS of Amy's black bean burritos. And lots of Chipotle with no cheese and sour cream. Lots of salads and fruits. And LOTS of almond and coconut milk. Ultimately, a healthier diet.  

So, it happened. I stopped eating all milk, butter and cheese and now 5 months have passed and I've never been prouder of myself for being able to stick with it, because it is REALLY hard for me. Life should only be lived with cheese I've decided. Burgers without cheese are basically a waste. Tacos without cheese or sour cream...also a waste. Pizza without cheese...not possible. Life without cheese = not life.

Weirdly, I feel no different having eliminated these MAJOR foods out of my diet. Shouldn't I have more energy, better skin, better "digestion," and be super skinny...or something?! Ok, maybe I lost a few lbs (but I better have for suffering through weeks without butter), but I'm a bit surprised how I feel no different. We are the only species that drinks another species milk. That is weird when you think about it, right? Why do we consume so much cow's milk? I guess because it's way too delish, but it's something to think about. And the alternatives can be pretty amazing. Almond milk and coconut milk especially...awesome. And I think I'll even stick to those from here on out.

I've learned that I don't need these things to be happy (I think). I can have a baked potato plain with a little pepper and some canola oil based butter and it's pretty darn good. I can somehow have tacos without cheese and love them. I can eat more vegetables and fruits. I can say "no" when a plate of cheese is in front of me. It is possible. 

And for my child, I would do anything obviously, for as long as I needed to because that's what I've learned that parents do. They make sacrifice after sacrifice for their kids. Lots and lots of hard sacrifices. Hopefully someday he will thank me when I tell him the pain I had to endure when I couldn't have a good slice of pizza for months. Actually, mama is printing this here blog post for him and sticking in his baby book as proof of just how much I love him. I love him more than cheese. And pizza. And tacos. 


Saturday, March 7, 2015

and then there's this...

One year ago, I could have never imagined having this little face stare up at me. I have totally become one of those mom's who post photos of their baby constantly, but that's ok.  I think he's pretty darn cute (and honestly -- what baby isn't who wears a bear hat like this?!). It's little moments like this where I realize why people suffer through countless days of little sleep and decide to have more kids. The feeling is truly indescribable. 

Monday, February 16, 2015

four months


When I think of the last 4 months, I honestly can't wrap my brain around half of the stuff that has happened or how my life has drastically changed (the "4th trimester" is a real thing, y'all!). Everything is still a bit fuzzy, yet every single moment I've had with this little guy is as clear as day. Every day that goes by and every onesie that gets put away because it no longer fits, I am reminded that time really doesn't ever stand still. Nothing shows passing time quite like a new baby. Just today he pulled the pacifier out of his mouth and put it back in - all by himself. The smallest possible thing, yet such a big deal. 

And this is why there have been very few blogs in the last couple weeks - because nothing quite compares to just sitting and playing with baby. And frankly, I'm too tired to write blogs after a long day. Hopefully this will change one day in the near future...

So, these are some things I am reminded of about the last four months with Bear:
  1. The long nights. If anything stands out in my mind about these months, it will be the long, long, did-I-say-long sleepless nights. Not all of them were sleepless, but lately, many have been, thanks to the amazing 4 month sleep regression. And the exhaustion is like nothing I ever thought I could handle. And somehow I am. Because he's cute.
  2. No dairy. For the last almost 4 months, I have had no cheese, no milk, no butter. No dairy. For the sake of Bear and his intolerance to cow's milk, I have had to give it up until he is about 6 months (hopefully). Considering cheese, pizza and tacos (with cheese/sour cream) are my favorite foods and 90% of my diet before, this has been a major life change. And did you know that milk/butter/cheese is in almost EVERYTHING! Thankfully I lost a few lbs. But lord...life just isn't good without cheese. I don't care what anyone says. (Although...Oreo's and gummi bears are non-dairy fyi.)
  3. Time. My life is all about time now. Naptime, bedtime, awake time, feeding time, work time. Schedules. Time. And this "time" thing really does fly.
  4. Working mom. If anything else stands out about these months, it's about my transition back to work and becoming "a working mom." While some days have been "easy," many have been challenging and exhausting. It's hard ya'll. The guilt is real. When I'm at work, I feel guilty for being at work. When I'm home, I feel guilty for not being at work (or leaving early). The guilt sucks. But ultimately, I am making it work and I am happy about that. And of course there's the whole office "pumping" thing. That's a topic for a whole other post. 
  5. Joy. Nothing at all compares now to the feeling I have when I see this baby every day. It truly is indescribable. I guess it's the reason why we put up with all the poopie diapers and long nights, because the joy we get in return is priceless. His laugh, his smile, his big, curious eyes. His tiny hands and strands of hair. It's just miraculous. I could go on and on. I could take 1 million photos and it still wouldn't be enough to capture the feeling. Motherhood is truly amazing. And hard. And ultimately, awesome.
So, that's a little 4 month "review" if you will. Onwards!


Saturday, January 24, 2015

Bear Ryan: Platinum Air Miles Member (Almost)

Bear is now 3 months old and has become quite the jetsetter. I'm kind of jealous of his life. He earned his "wings" at 2 months when we flew on his first trip to Lake Tahoe, CA, to visit my family for the holidays and this past week we returned from an amazing weekend in St. John, USVI, on the annual trip through my company. Bear isn't even 100 days old and he's logged quite some air miles. I hope he remembers all this...oh wait, he won't! 

Let me just say - traveling with a newborn baby is many things. It's exciting, nerve-wracking, sweaty and also really fun. And traveling without my husband to Lake Tahoe was a whole other experience that I can't describe. Having a husband/partner to travel with you is the key to the happy baby travel experience. Traveling alone...not so much.
Caneel Bay, USVI
But I am really happy we made these trips. Both were awesome trips and allowed Bear to be in new climates (hot and humid in USVI and cold/snowy/dry in Lake Tahoe). His ears never popped on the plane, which was my biggest worry and he slept through the whole ride. I now want to take him everywhere while he's this young. Wanna go to Tahiti, Bear?!  Yes - I think so. Traveling with a toddler will be WAY harder. 

Things to remember when traveling with a small baby:

    So glad THEY got to nap.....
  • Always feed your baby on takeoff and descents to prevent the dreaded ear pain. Or make sure they're sucking on something.
  • Book a seat for baby if you can. I held him the whole way to/from Lake Tahoe and it wasn't so easy. I cannot imagine if he was any bigger.
  • Disposable changing pads are GREAT.
  • Bring some bottles just in case it's too strange to breastfeed where you're sitting (i.e., a huge weird man sitting next to you...)
  • Pack as light as humanly possible. Repeat: Pack as light as possible. ONE carry on bag folks. This bag I now swear by. I got this after learning the hard way. (I totally took my Boppy on our very first flight. Not cool.)
  • Let the security folks know that you're bringing on milk. They will then swipe your hands for some explosives test. 
  • You will have to break down the stroller/car seat to go through security. Ask for help if your by yourself. Make sure everything is out of the stroller. Breaking it down and putting into the gate check bag, with a baby on your chest is HARD. Insert husband or partner into this part...or ask for help.
  • Get a gate check bag so your car seat doesn't get beaten up with the bag guys.
  • Window seat if you want privacy nursing. Aisle seat if you think you'll need to get up a lot. 
  • You must let the airline know you're traveling with a lap baby. They have to note it on your reservation.
  • An infinity scarf doubles as a GREAT nursing cover.
  • Take a few changes of clothes for baby AND an extra shirt for you.
  • 1 diaper for each hour of travel
  • Dress comfy! I was sweating because I was so nervous the first time...keep that in mind.
  • The changing tables that pull down in the airplane bathroom are actually kind of big and decent.
  • Ask the flight attendants for some "wings." Throw it in the baby book....
So get out there and don't be scared to travel with the baby. It's pretty exciting and not too bad. 

Safe travels! 
lake tahoe, ca!