Dear mom traveling with two toddlers and an infant,
Just go ahead and give yourself a high-five for packing all the clothes in individual gallon sized Ziploc bags. You’re welcome, suitcase.
After you’ve done all that high-fiving, go ahead and pat yourself on the back for remembering to give each toddler their own electronic device and toddler specific earphones in their favorite colors. All done patting yourself on the back? Good.
Now, give yourself a giant hug for making sure your toddlers didn’t forget their random assortment of stuffed animals and that your pacifier-addicted 2 year old has several to pick from within arms reach (some with dad, some in her own toddler sized backpack) when the craving strikes.
You didn’t forget the 5,194 snacks and 23 infant food pouches. Also, individually wrapped in snack sized Ziploc baggies. Because, why not?
Water. The toddlers and formula-fed infant are also in fact allowed to have their own water going through security and that will be your saving grace when the infant inevitably decides to become hungry in the security line.
Smile and nod at yourself proudly as you tell your two toddlers that their stuffed animals have to be checked (like when you go to the doctor and get checked!) and go on an adventure which involves a ride on the black belt, poking and prodding by a stranger and finally being swiped with a magic wand…and they are completely and utterly fascinated and enthralled by your elaborate story.
You are winning so hard right now, momma.
Fist bump your random fellow passenger who is super lucky to be sitting next to a 9 month old, teething baby. Tell them how proud you are that none of your 3 offspring decided to have a bowel movement during the entire 2 hour flight.
Until, you realize that your oldest toddler is getting that look in their eyes and then they proclaim loudly to their father who is sitting in a row directly in front of you, “I have to go poo-poo, Poppa. I can’t wait, Poppa. I have to go.”
Finally, make sure to tell your husband thank you a million times over for pitching in and helping when he could, even if it was only for the final two minutes of the 2 hour flight for that urgent bathroom situation.*
Congratulations. You arrived at your destination, intact and maybe with a slightly more shriveled soul. But as they say, the odds were ever in your favor.
30 ounces of caffeine, an airplane sized cup of cheap wine, and a good sense of humor
*He actually helped the entire time and made things go 66% more smoothly (because 2/3 kids = 66%) for which I am entirely beyond grateful.
wife to 1 fine redhead. momma to 3, avid runner + health enthusiast.