Our flight out to Vancouver was a bit of an ordeal. The day of our flight out, I recieved a call around 3:00pm saying that our 8:00pm flight to Abbotsford was cancelled due to "maintenance" and that we could fly out the next morning at 8:30am, a flight that they had already moved us to without even asking. Not cool. We managed to get a 9:45pm flight to the main Vancouver airport. Okay. We thought we were okay.
We got to the airport, and the self check-in won't work for us. Great. We had to stand in line for an hour with Edgar because they only had one staff member on regular check-in (which now applied to us because we moved our flight already) and were not able to print out our baggage tags. Other parents with infants were assisted, but no one came to help us. When we finally got to the front, they gave us was a $20 meal voucher as an apology. We scarfed down some fast food, paid for with our voucher. After all that, our flight was delayed another 30 minutes. Around the 20-minute mark, they told us we were delayed ANOTHER 20 minutes.
I ended up sending the airline a complaint about our check-in experience and they gave us a generous flight credit as an apology. I'm glad I did that even though I'm normally not one to send in complaints. That airline is usually known for such good customer service anyway, so I'm glad to fly with them again.
The first week was spent visiting family and close friends. It was super busy. Our first day was spent with DH's mother and sister. We went out for lunch and then spent time at DH's sister's house. After that, we had planned for DH and I to go out to a movie and my parents had offered to babysit Edgar. We were just too tired, though, so we spent the evening relaxing and went to bed early.
The next day, we went to my best friend's house for lunch. Her youngest boy was born only 6 weeks before I had Edgar. It was so neat for them to meet for the first time.
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| From giddy graduates to proud mamas! Back then in 2007, and now today in 2014. |
Day three, my grandmother and auntie Coby came over to my parents' house to celebrate me and my sister's belated birthdays. My grandmother also was able to meet Edgar for the first time. It felt so special to be able to sit on a couch with all 4 generations together for the first time.
That night was Chinese New Year dinner at DH's mother's house, where DH's mom's side of the family met Edgar for the first time. It went relatively well, except that Edgar ended up getting over-tired by the end of it.
The fourth day, we went to the retirement home where DH's Poh Poh (grandmother) is now staying. We enjoyed a fairly relaxing time there with DH's dad's side of the family. Edgar even napped in his carseat for a little while there!
That evening was spent at the Fowler's house with DH's best friend and his sister. It was so lovely to be able to see them again. I even was able to have some beer and then dump my milk afterward until it was tested as clear to drink (one of the few benefits of exclusively pumping my breastmilk).
The fifth day was spent with just DH and I going out for lunch with Edgar and then relaxing for the rest of the day. Edgar was so worn out by this point, and I think it was so necessary for him to feel some sense of normalcy. After that relaxing day, we went out for the evening to see a The Hobbit while my parents babysat Edgar. It was nice to feel like a couple for the first time since Edgar was born... it almost felt a little weird without Edgar, though!
The next day was another fairly relaxing day. I kind of forget what happened that day. I think we might have met up with DH's mom again, but I'm not sure. That night, DH flew back to Calgary, as he needed to go back to work. I stayed with my family for another 4 days before flying back.
The next few days were relaxing and I only did a few things with some people. The last day we were in Vancouver, my family and DH's family went out for dim sum together.
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| Happy Poh Poh (grandmother) feeding Edgar at dim sum! |
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| Edgar with his Taikoo (auntie) and cousins at dim sum! |
That evening, Edgar and I flew back to Calgary. I was sad to say goodbye to everyone again, but it really was time for us to go; Edgar just wasn't himself after such a huge change of scenery, and I was starting to feel really tired out. Our flight back was uneventful, thankfully, and much easier than the flight to Vancouver.
And now, here we are. I miss our family back in Vancouver, but I am glad to be home and back into some sort of routine again.
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