I never saw the horror movie “Snakes on a Plane”, but if it’s just as scary as being stuck on a plane with an active 10 month old on your lap, I would consider watching it. On our flight to Prince Edward Island last week, Emily and I were lucky enough to have an entire row of the plane to ourselves. Emily happily sat in her car seat, looking out the window while Mom read her book. Unfortunately, the same luck didn’t come with our return flight to Toronto last night. When I finally emerged from the plane, exhausted, thirsty, smelly and with a desperation to go pee, I had to ask myself a few questions:
1. Why did I decide to wear a dress that was next to impossible to nurse Emily in a discreet way?
2. Why couldn’t Emily wait to nurse until we were off the plane, like I had originally planned?
3. Why didn’t Emily want to sleep in my arms? Why didn’t she want to sit on my lap? Why did she not want to play with ANY of the toys I brought on board for her?
4. Why did the flight attendant choose to not offer me a drink? Bouncing a 21 pound baby up and down on your lap can be quite tiring and a nice glass of water…..or something a bit stronger would have been nice.
5. Why did Emily poop 3 times that day? Why did one of these incidents occur the moment the plane took off and the moment that the two people sitting next to me fell asleep? Why do baby’s poopy diapers smell so badly….especially when you are trapped in a stuffy plane with the poopy diaper inches from your nose for a two-hour period?
6. Why didn’t I go pee before the flight took off?
Emily has been on a total of 8 flights so far in her short life and I have learned that the older she gets, the more difficult it is to keep her entertained and happy on the plane. I sometimes miss the days when Emily would simply fall asleep in my arms. Unfortunately, those days are behind me and I will just have to prepare myself better the next time.