We got into Florida at 5am Florida time...that's just 2 for us Oregonians! We spent what seemed like an eternity there, walking, sitting, eating. Because of so many other cancelled flights, the airport was packed with often no place to sit, yet alone a good enough place to sit to nurse little Josiah. We did our best though and made it to the next flight. We had seats in the first row which was awesome for getting on and off and moving around with a baby. It was such a relief to step onto that last plane, knowing that Ariel would be on the other end finally! My mom was such a huge help during all the journey, walking Josiah and giving my arms a break. She was a great pack horse and got all the equipment around for us. I couldn't have done it without her, honestly.