Like most people who work hard, I like to play hard. One of the things I love the most is to travel. After the arrival of our new family member, I swore it wouldn't put a stop to visiting some of the wonders this world has to offer. Imagine my excitement when I realized that children under two travel for free.
This is when I understood that nothing in life is free, there is always a cost. When I first travelled pregnant at 7 months, it was a world of wimzy. I was on my honeymoon and everyone was so great. I was the fragile pregnant honeymooner that everyone admired, encouraged and helped to the right seat at the front of the line with an extra portion of the on flight meal. It was great and meant more compassionate travelling times ahead.
The second trip was with a happy go lucky flirty six month old. People were weary at first. Will this baby loose it mid flight and cry three hours straight? Will I be able to sooth him as we reach high altitudes and possible ear discomfort? Will I be changing stinky diapers at my seat and ruin the flight atmosphere for everyone? No worries, my little one took to travelling like Indiana Jones. He was all smiles and sleep during the whole flight and trip. He didn't ask for much, ate everything, slept well and loved the ocean. It was a blast and would do it again a thousand times.
Third time is the charm, they say. Well, this was the exception to that rule. On this trip, the little one is just over a year old. He is such a little Dora the Explorer, wants to experience everything, all the time. He loves people and wants everyone he sees to speak to him, while he might yell or scream or laugh or cry a response. He is teething, so I never really know what is ailing him. He is starting to have attachement anxiety, so no one else can really sooth him without at least 15 minutes of wailing. He needs stimulus so going from sitting on mommy's lap to daddy's lap is no longer that fun, well not for 7-9 hours. He has a great sleep pattern, at home that we now completely disrupted. He is now eating a bit of everything or a lot of nothing which makes for great diapers. The cherry on top was that my husband was also super helpful, but it felt like it wasn't enough. The good thing is, he still loves the ocean.
I know I shouldn't complain, our vacation was fun, relaxing and entertaining. I know a lot of families don't get the opportunity to go on vacation and travel outside of the country and we are blessed to have that chance. My son was a great companion on this trip and I love being part of these new experiences with him and building these great memories in the bank. My husband and friends made this trip very enjoyable, but I have to say I am a bit weary of the next one.