Leaving behind the snow and frigid temperatures in New Jersey, we headed down to Florida on Christmas. It’s actually not a bad day to travel, as only the non-Christmas celebrating folks fly that day. It just might be the only time we didn’t spent an hour trying to clear security…
I’m not a great traveler. I like to be organized. I hate packing at the last second. And I don’t like to feel rushed. Throw a child into the mix and it just adds a whole new level of complexity to things.
Sometimes it’s easier to bring the stroller, strap Andrew in and wheel him through the airport. Of course, if he doesn’t want to be confined, he bawls the entire time and causes a major scene. I know other people have kids, and kids who cry, but I still feel badly when it’s my son doing the screaming.
And you have to get the stroller through security, which is a chore in and of itself. So juggling a crying toddler, a diaper bag, a purse, a back pack of my own stuff, take out my lap top and collapse a stroller, while taking off shoes and jackets and somehow managing to get everything onto the conveyor belt… it’s an interesting experience to say the least.
Then you have the option of seating on the airplane… Do you get your kid his own seat or do you try to have squirmy child sit on your lap the entire time. If you can spare the bucks, I recommend the extra seat.
How do you entertain the little one on the plane? If you’re lucky, he sleeps most of the way. If you’re NOT lucky…then you have a lot of time on your hands and need to fill it creatively. We come packing toys, snacks, a portable DVD player with a favorite movie, books, coloring books with lots of crayons. After somehow managing to pack all that into the diaper bag without popping off the zipper, we cross our fingers and hope that it’s enough.
It helps that Andrew is totally obsessed with airplanes right now. He stares out of the window, checking out the planes on the ground before we’re in the air. He eagerly checks out the lights of the city as we’re landing. And he usually nods off right around takeoff.
Whether it’s a good flight or a bad one, the thing to remember is that you’re cooped up in the plane for a finite amount of time. In a couple hours, it’ll all be over and you can enjoy your destination.
Happy New Year everyone. Hope it’s a happy and healthy one.