Hello! SoMo here!
I’m writing from France, which means yes! I successfully journeyed through one of life’s most intense hazing rituals - taking an 18-month-old on a 25-hour international flight! I feel extremely lucky to be here on this holiday, and also extremely glad to not be on a plane anymore. Leading up to this trip, it was all I could think about. How was I going to actually get tackle this? Would he sleep… at all? How is this tiny person with the attention span of exactly three minutes and who is allergic to sitting still, going to deal with being confined to a chair for an entire day? I couldn’t even think of the end destination, just that seat, the security line, the transit, my sketchy patience.
If any of you are feeling this same anxiety and have some travel coming up, I come bearing some notes for you, things that really helped. Most of them came from others much more experienced than me, so thank you! Like birth, I felt it helped me to have extremely low expectations and thus was pleasantly surprised 🙃