The woman next to me looks so uncomfortable! It's just after 11 pm and I am in the second-to-last, middle seat on a full flight from Vegas to Seattle. I bet she thought she'd have space to snooze and I ruined that.
I offer her my coat to use as a pillow and she graciously accepts.
I just spent 4 extra hours in the Vegas airport. My original flight was delayed and then "un" delayed. A handful of us missed the memo (and the flight) since we left the immediate gate. The next flight was delayed and then "re" delayed giving me plenty of time to observe and to be observed.
I typically keep to myself while traveling. But, it's true. Everyone loves a pregnant lady!
"How far along are you? You look great!"
"Do you want to go ahead of me?"
"How do you handle traveling for work? I want a baby and I'm not sure how to keep my job."
"Here, take an extra water. Do you need a snack?"
"Is this your first? You're going to have a blast."
And my favorite from a lovely lady with a 10-day old strapped to her.
"It's easier when they are inside but such miracle when they are out. Good luck!"
I have a few short, sweet conversations and then slink into my headphones aka the universal sign for "do-not-disturb."
I watch a grandmother feed her granddaughter and see a family of 6 (yikes!) have a picnic near their gate. A toddler breaks free from her dad using a giant Papa Smurf as a crash pad and another slides across the carpet trying to catch his sister.
I rarely notice kids. In fact, I kind of avoid them. But, I am so curious to understand the bond of unconditional love that's headed my way.
I get whispers of it when I feel her kick and connect to the fact that we made a baby.
I know I'll do more than I've dreamt possible to make her happy. I know that S will be a fierce protector and fall madly in love with her in an instant.
Alas, we wait. By why wait on kindness? I'm warm, my seat mate is cold. That's why she's asleep on my jacket.