A Tale Of Two Flights

Travelling with a baby and more recently a toddler is certainly a lot different to jetting out just as a couple.  The airport becomes more of an obstacle course than ever with milk to be tested, buggies to be dismantled and more baggage than you ever thought you would possibly need for just one week away.

And all of this is before you get anywhere near a plane. Having a 6 month old on your knee can be quite lovely, if you blank out of your memory the 30 minutes of non-stop screaming (yes, we were THAT family), but having a strapping 18 month old competing for the limited leg room is a whole other story.  During those flights I remember watching with envy those people strolling onto the plane with just a handbag and having a couple of undisturbed hours to read a magazine or catch up on their book.

But this time travelling was different, it was easier.  No buggy was needed, no special bottles or a bag full of nappies. My little boy was happy to walk through the airport holding my hand and was beyond excited to watch the planes through the window.

On the flight I became one of those people I have envied so much.  He was more than happy to sit watching Lightning McQueen and didn’t really want Mummy disturbing him. As I sat sipping Prosecco with my kindle in my hand, I couldn’t help but feel sad. I suddenly missed those days of juggling everything on my knee whilst trying to keep O happy. I missed him needing me.

 

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By the time the flight home came around O was exhausted after a lot of fun in the sun.  He was grumpy in a way that I know only comes when he is overtired.

He wasn’t happy to watch the iPad, he didn’t want to eat his Snack Pack (that he’d spent the past 30 minutes demanding), he wanted Mummy.  As I slid over onto his seat so he could curl into my lap I felt content.  As his eyes closed and he drifted off to sleep I just sat looking out of the plane window stroking his hair, happy.

It may not have been the most comfortable position to fly in but it didn’t matter.  For that hour it was nice to have my baby back.

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  1. Potty Mouthed Mummy
    May 31, 2015 / 8:15 am

    This sounds a lot like H on our recent holiday too! He travels well and makes me so proud and on the way out he kept himself busy. On the way home he was cuddle city and it was lovely. I think we need to hoard all those moments where we’re needed don’t we? xxx
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  2. May 31, 2015 / 10:15 am

    Aw bless! I’ve never been abroad without the kids! I went for the first time, with my girls (3 and 5) in February. I really thought it was going to be a nightmare – but it was total opposite! They were well behaved. My youngest wanted to sleep on my knees one our way there, but only for a little while as I managed to put her back on her seat as I wasn’t feeling to well! We had a 12 hour flight! Time went so slow.
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  3. May 31, 2015 / 12:04 pm

    That first flight sounds ideal. My daughter was great on short flights, but I have some memories of some awful long-haul flights and her being a terror! #ordinarymoments
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  4. May 31, 2015 / 1:01 pm

    Aw this is lovely Jo and I know what you mean- it’s so nice for them to need us for a while, I bet you treasured those cuddles with him. Both my girls are pretty good travellers but on our flight home from our recent flight to Lanzarote neither of them slept even though they were both tired. Luckily as long as we have an iPad and some sweets we generally get through it ok though! He sounds like he was such a good boy on both flights. x
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  5. May 31, 2015 / 5:13 pm

    This post me made me laugh so much whilst nodding a long like a churchill dog! Oh yes! It sounds just like our spain holiday 2 years ago when Megs was about 15months! We go to Italy next week and Im so hoping were NOT that family with the screaming kids and that we have a pleasant flight. Sleepy snuggles would also be lovely šŸ™‚ x
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  6. May 31, 2015 / 5:23 pm

    Ah, this is lovely. We’ve yet to take our two on a plane as I dread the thought of it! Though we’re always needed, of course, it does feel good to have it reaffirmed like this sometimes x
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  7. May 31, 2015 / 8:10 pm

    Aww lovely post, it’s always the way that we want the opposite of what we have, right now getting a couple of hours to relax and read my kindle sounds blissful… but whenever I am away from the kiddies I miss them terribly! Glad you enjoyed the snuggles with your boy, they do get rarer as they get older don’t they? xx
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