I recently came back from my home country and although my one month mini vacation went ahhhmazing, handling and dealing with a two year old from a minute you step into the airport till you come back, is a totally different story.
If you follow my blog, you must have read a blogpost I posted on “traveling with a baby” where I shared my experience of traveling with a 5 month old. If you haven’t read it, you can click here to read.
Consider this blogpost as part II. Either you will be lucky enough if your toddler decides to sleep throughout the flight or your kid will make you count every minute of it. I fall into the second category, ofcourse. An advice for you mommies: Never expect too much and be prepare for everything.
I was convinced that because my flight to Pakistan was at night, my kid will sleep throughout the flight and there will be no major problems. But turns out that it isn’t going to happen. Imagine entertaining your 2 year old for around 4 hours who needs a new activity like after every 5 minute. Eyes turning red, refusing to sleep, getting cranky and then the tantrum when flight was about to land and there comes a vomit. Ahhhh what a flight! Kid was not ready to sleep because there was too much distraction and ofcourse the screen right in front of him.
Thankfully, my return morning flight was much better without any major tantrum or any issue except cleaning his poop in an aircraft toilet and trying to stop him from banging on the window’s shutters. Not to forget handling your kid alone during immigration when your kid simply REFUSE TO STAND OR SIT STILL at one place. At one moment, he dropped my hand and ran so fast while I was handing over our passports to the officer. I ran after him and everyone was watching a mommy chasing after a giggling 2 year old who was taking a full advantage of a large open space at the airport.
Here are my two cents for mommies who are planning to travel ALONE with their two year old: Carry his/her favorite snack/toy/book, download your kid’s favorite rhymes on your mobile, and pray hard that you fall into the category of “lucky ones”.