I Was Breastfeeding My 5-Month-Old Baby on a Plane When the Woman Beside Me Suddenly Snapped, “You Should Be Ashamed of Yourself! Go Lock Yourself in the Bathroom!”—But Moments Later, My Older Daughter Noticed Something She Had Dropped and Taught Her a Lesson She Never Saw Coming

He would never remember Gavin walking slowly around the nursery whispering nonsense songs because Theo refused to sleep.

But I remembered all of it.

And lately, remembering felt like carrying something both precious and impossibly heavy.

At the airport, Hadley tried to make herself useful.

She held Theo’s bottle bag while I checked our boarding passes for the fourth time.

Then she looked at me and said, “Mom, Dad always checked everything twice. You’re doing it four times.”

I almost laughed.

Almost.

“Then I’m being twice as responsible as your dad.”[]

She smiled.