I Flew Alone With My Two-Month-Old — My Neighbor Was Clearly Annoyed, Until He Did Something I’ll Never Forget
That morning, I boarded a six-hour flight with my two-month-old son in my arms. My husband was waiting for us in another city, but I had no one traveling with me — no family, no friends, no extra set of hands. Usually, my baby is calm, content to sleep in my arms or gaze around…