Traveling with baby

We took our first long distance vacation with Keira when we traveled to LA for her Uncle Denny's wedding.  She handled the flights as well as could be expected.  She had a head cold and cried for the first half an hour of each flight until we reached cruising altitude and her ears stopped popping.  We tried the whole nursing during take-off trick, but on the way out we sat in line on the runway to take off and she was done nursing by the time we took off.  On the way back we pushed back her feeding so that she could just make it until we took off, and then our flight got delay 45 minutes.  She handled the airports like a pro and with the checked luggage it wasn't too bad.  She slept through the rest of all the flights, even a stop over in Denver!  In LA it was a little more stressful because we were trying to mesh her schedule with other people's schedule for the wedding.  Also, J.R. was the best man and had responsibilities of his own, so she and I were on our own for part of the weekend.  I'm sure I was being a bit paranoid and over-protective in a strange town, but can you blame me?  It's kind of my role now… With the exception of not wanting to go to sleep at all during the reception (we were up until 11:30 Cali time!) she managed to stay her normal happy chill self through all of her schedule changes.  We are so lucky!