Today I met a flight attendant.

This time, it wasn't because she was working. She was a passenger next to me and she had a new baby! I could tell she and her husband were super in love. It wasn't anything they said but how they were to each other. Anyway, through listening to them I overheard that she gave birth in Seattle but was heading home. I was almost annoyed I was sitting next to a baby... But this baby was the most well behaved of all the other ones I heard scattered around the plane.

I was super tired so I kept falling asleep. I woke up because the woman next to me put down my tray for the breakfast. That was super nice of her. I ended up eating a bit and then falling back asleep.

When the plane eventually landed, she apologized that they took up space. I told them it was cool since I slept for most of the flight anyway. I asked her where home was for them. She said Moloka'i so there was still a little more to go. She wanted to get home to her other babies.

She was so kind and didn't have to be. I'm sure part of it was because she wasn't sure how her kid was going to be. I did appreciate it though, even though I slept through most of that flight.