DON’T DO IT!
Just kidding! (or not)
I was already stressed before leaving for my two-week vacation to beautiful Italia. This was the first time we were traveling in an airplane with our kids. I was worried of everything that could go wrong: lost luggage, pukey kids, tantrums, … but sometimes you can never truly prepare yourself for what is to happen until it actually happens.
Here is the breakdown (no pun intended ;P)…
Before the trip:
-you research and ask friends, family and colleagues for tips and tricks on what helped them travel with kids
-you carefully pack fun activities and toys that will keep them busy for an 8 hour flight
-you are happy to see their excited little faces anxiously waiting to board the plane.
-you are still stressed but feel like everything is under control because you carefully noted everything everyone told you and that you read. You THINK you got everything covered… I mean, what else is there?!?
In the plane:
-you will be the family nobody wants to be seated next to. You may not even want to be seated next to your own kids.
-you realize all those activities and toys you packed to last an 8 hour flight were played with, broken and thrown after the first 15 minutes.
-you also learn that night terrors can start at any time and at any age even if they have never had one before in their lives, while being on the ground
-you learn never to bring crayons with caps in a plane; you will be spending your time picking them up all throughout.
-you will be so embarrassed of your screaming child that you avoid all eye contact with strangers and you make no friends. Even the ones that are nice to you are probably grumbling something at some point under their breath against you and your screaming child; especially on an overnight flight.
During the trip:
-you wonder if it’s too late to put your kids up for adoption.
-there will be yelling. Loud yelling… and your kids will be yelling as well.
After the trip:
-you will appreciate the little things, like being on the ground.
-you will vow never to step on a plane again with your children!
That being said, there were good things as well. Like being all together with my parents in such a gorgeous country, sharing some family history with your children, see your kids play together and bond.
The lesson learned from this trip is that things will happen, there is good and bad in everything and whether you worry about the bad stuff or not doesn’t matter: LIFE HAPPENS. No matter how well you think you are prepared to handle stuff, something new will throw you off.
My tip to you if you are travelling with toddlers: Trust yourself that you will be able to handle whatever life throws your way. Live in the moment, know that it will pass and keep doing those breathing exercises; they sure come in handy!