Jul 17, 2012

Leavin' On A Jet Plane

Even though I have been flying since before I was old enough to collect memories, I don't really like it.  I find myself always releasing a stiff breath as soon as the wheels hit the ground.  My body just barely relaxing as we taxi into the terminal.  My only requirement for flying is a good and long book because that is the way my mind can be distracted to avoid the anxieties swirling around.

I will still bring a book, but, this time, I imagine that there will be no time to escape into it.  There are two little girls who will be excited, anxious, and a whole bucket of emotions on their first airplane ride.  I am constantly thinking, thinking, thinking of the necessities for a successful trip with a two-year-old and four-year-old.

It is overwhelming, even though I know we can do it.  Even though I know we will do it.  Maybe it will be horrible.  But maybe it won't.

I've already promised my husband that we must say goodbye to the savvy journeyers we used to be.  My life-long goal (finally reached at my last solo visit out to my sister) of just using a large purse as my carry on, will now be a distant memory until we are retirees hopping from one continent to another.

No, we will most definitely be the annoying and s-l-o-w and harried family of four, juggling a stroller and car seat and carry-ons and two whining children, and avoiding the eye contact of all other passengers.  We will be those people.

And that's okay.  Because we are a family of four.  And it takes more to travel with small kids.  And we've never done it before.

It is nerve-wracking, and overwhelming... and exciting, and joyous.  The pounding of my heart, I can feel from my head to my toes.  The roller coaster riding my stomach is doing, will only get worse and worse until we are there.  But seeing my sister, taking the girls on an adventure, it is all so wonderful it makes me giggly.  Giddy.

Any pain from traveling the unknown, will be worth it.  That is something I feel from my head to my toes, too.



  1. Oh good luck to you! I remember these feelings so well, before I first traveled with my little one (and I only had one at the time!). But you are right, you can do it and it will be all of those things - overwhelming and exciting. Have fun!

  2. Flying with kids can definitely be challenging. Keep the expectations low! And, no matter what happens, it will be part of the memory. No matter how difficult any particular moment is, someday you will all laugh about it:)

  3. I'm not a huge fan of flying either but I always feel better when my girls fly with us. They have been doing it since they were 4 and 2 and love it. They always say it is better than driving because both Chris and I get to pay attention to them instead of one of us driving.
    Hope it all went well! Enjoy the time with your sister!
    Giggle and be giddy!!

  4. I used to love to read a long book on flight. Now I spend time entertaining my four year old.


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