Hark from the motherland

The little monster and I are in the motherland till May 31.

Here is some advice: DO NOT GET ON A 14 HOUR PLANE RIDE WITH YOUR BABY. Just don't do it. Or if you do, bring 140 ear plugs for all of the other passengers, hard liquor for yourself, and an anvil to drop on your baby's head to knock her into blessed unconsciousness.

There was a lot of yelling, crying and precious little sleeping. Some by me, mostly by the baby. Holy crap did she not want to sleep. The airline stewardesses would not let me let her cry it out. Why notz? Pouty face. So guess who had to soothe her for hours and hours while standing and wearing her in the ergo? I am that lucky winner. Korean Airlines should refund the cost of my seat and the baby's seat, because we did not use them. The plane was hot, but wearing her was the only thing that would keep her quiet. It turns out that her body heat + my body heat = 5000 degrees, which defies all natural laws known to man. If we could only harness the power created by my and my baby's sticky stomachs, the world would no longer need oil or coal or natural gas, carbon emissions would decrease significantly, and we would not die horrible fiery deaths when the greenhouse gases burn off the rest of the atmosphere leaving us to fry under the heat rays of the sun. If only.

Once we landed and got to our destination, I was certain she would sleep. So certain! But she didn't. She catnapped, in the ergo, waking frequently and wailing. I probably wore her for 36 hours in a 48 hour period. At one point I was trying to sleep sitting straight up, since any backwards leaning by me would instantly wake her.

She is now over her jet lag and sleeping normally. Lucky for me I get to do this again when I go home.

Does anyone know where I would go to buy an anvil in Seoul?