As we head into week 8 with Baby C, I have become a bit more confident in my outings with my 3 munchkins, also known (to me especially) as my traveling circus. I no longer fear going out as much as I did the first time. We have done parks, stores, the mall, multiple playgrounds, sports games, church and we have even done some restaurants. Last week, I was about to pop into Target to pick up snacks for my son’s baseball and soccer teams, and got a quick call from my friend Jen, another momma to three. When I mentioned what I was about to do, she said – “Let’s take a bet on how many times you will hear the words…“It looks like you have your hands full.” I was so grateful to hear her say that, because honestly, no less than 10 times in my last outings, I heard those words. I really thought it was just me.
As we walked down aisle number one, my daughter let out a whine when I said that I didn’t bring a snack to the store. A fellow shopper looked over with “the look” and said the dreaded words.
We walked down another aisle and my son tugged on his sister’s pig tails. It is one of his favorite things to do, and oddly, something that she finds pretty funny. Regardless of the laughter in my shopping cart that followed the tug…we encountered another stare, and the words were said again.
And finally, at check out, my confident-self was busted when, despite attempting to predict a newborn’s eating schedule, I screwed up. My littlest started to scream and scream. Despite my attempts to soothe her while we were in line, she let everyone in the store know that she needed to eat. She still has that identifiable newborn cry, so the looks were a bit more piercing, like “how young is that baby that you dare take out to the store?!?!” The other instances I could handle, but not being able to calm my baby rattles me to the core…I can’t take it when my babies are sad and I can’t fix it. And coinciding with this crappy feeling, someone made the distinct point to walk over to me, tap my elbow, and say the words. “It looks like you have your hands full.” I guess they figured I really needed to hear their words, and I needed the tap. Because you know, I was paying too much attention to my children, who needed me at that point. My response the last time was a polite...”No Sh!t.” (As a side note to my mother…Mom, I know you read this, as do some of your friends, and you will shake your head at me at this time, but please remember, I take more after Dad than you, and everyone knows it. No one will think less of you)
I am quite certain by the horrified look on the older woman’s face that those were not the words she expected to hear from me. But seriously – No Sh!t that my hands are full. What was I supposed to say – omigosh, you’re right. Maybe they’ll take the third one back at the hospital so that I can get through these trips to Target more easily. No sh!t my hands are full. To make a simple trip to the store, I pack a bag that is the equivalent to most people of an overnight bag. I buckle car seats 6 times. Not only do I have to remember to bring home the three kids I came with, but I also remember how many dolls and cars came to the store with us. Oh and sometimes we have days where my daughter decides shoes are optional so I also have to check every three minutes to ensure that we have the socks and shoes that we went to the store with as well.
My hands are full. Yes. My days are full as well. Starting when baby girl wakes up with the roosters (we don’t really have roosters, but you know what I mean) to eat, and her brother and sister follow shortly after…right until I check everyone’s room at the end of the day to ensure they are peacefully asleep, the day is full. Dinner is made at 7 in the morning, I shower at 2 in the afternoon when at least 2 kids are napping because I do things when I have the chance. There are the texts I respond to at 2 in the morning, because I have hands free (at least one, that is…and by the way, sorry to my friends that I woke up last night, but honestly, who leaves their phone volume on at night???). And there are the moments where I realize I have cut 60 nails (toes and fingers), or served 12 meals (or really 19 if you count the growth spurt eating binge of late), and have not really sat down, besides to feed a baby or pee, at all in a given day. My days are full, because there are three kids, whose ages do not even add up to 7, that rely on me. I have pretty quickly become a crappy friend, daughter, and sometimes person…do I need a reminder? I’ll pass. Do I need a reminder from a stranger? No f#cking thank you.
So my hands are full, my days are full, but as a momma to three, my heart is full. My life is full. I am blessed. Life is full of love, hugs, laughter. Life is also full of frustration, tears, and exhaustion. I chose this life – I chose to have my children close in age, and was fortunate that God let me have that choice. As a mom, I do the best that I can every day, and some days, the best, is simply surviving. For the most part though, my children are happy and more importantly, they are healthy. While life is crazy, I know that our life is good.
Are there really any moms who deserve “the look”, or any words besides supportive ones? Now this is not including if they are smacking their kid or letting their child be a completely destructive brat…then I do judge, I must admit. So, if you are one of the people who are tempted to say those dreaded words – “You look like you have your hands full”, or anything similar to that, please remember those mom’s hands may be full, but her heart is full as well. At the end of the day, that is all that matters.
I am thrilled to have a guest poster today – remember Jen from the Real Mom Chronicles (our US Army Corps momma living in Germany)? Well, I was able to convince her to come back for more MMB fun, as she is truly a travel expert with little ones! I hope you love her tips, tricks, and insight for Air Travel with Tots, especially as the fun holiday travel period approaches! If you have tips and tricks that you would like to share with other MMB readers, please let me know. I welcome reader guest posters…especially as I am back in the clueless new mom stage for a while
More about the author: Hi, I’m Jennifer Aldridge. I’m a full-time mama, public affairs and social media professional, health nut, runner and yogi. I love writing and connecting with other moms and dads all over the world. Feel free to contact me via Twitter:@GermanJenn or Facebook: jennifer.aldridge.77
It used to be so easy. The night before a trip, I would haphazardly pack checked and carry-on bags. At the airport, I would wheel my luggage from the car or taxi, without breaking a sweat, and check in for my flight. I will admit the security line has been a hassle since 9/11. But taking off my shoes or jewelry was a minor inconvenience, a small price to pay, for a trip to a fabulous, kid-free destination like Hawaii, Spain or Costa Rica. After passing through security, I would grab a Starbucks grande, skim, vanilla latte and a trashy magazine before boarding. In-flight I would watch a movie, read or sleep until I arrived at my final destination – refreshed and ready to explore.
The best part of my pre-mama travel days, the part I never appreciated until my son was born, was the vast majority of my trips were hassle and drama free! Now, with my almost-two-year-old son, travel is a bit more complicated, a bit more planned (did we pack enough diapers?), but certainly not impossible!
Living in Germany, we have flown back to the U.S. with our son three times since his birth – at 3 months, 9 months and 22 months. The first eight-hour, trans-Atlantic flight I braved alone. My little guy was practically a newborn and I was a wreck. When I exited the aircraft in Philadelphia I didn’t look my best, nor was I clean (there was a spit-up incident), but my son and I made it safely.
Almost two years after the trip I remember two things — the fear I experience leading up to the flight and the confidence I gained after it was over. By taking the plunge and traveling with my child for the first time, I was able to introduce family and friends to my little angel, host my sister’s baby show and grow as a new mom.
So, for my fellow Mastering Mommy Brian readers, I would like to share 6 air travel tips and tricks to help you and your little ones keep calm and travel on.
1. Check in early to take advantage of empty seats.
On my first trans-Atlantic flight my son and I arrived at the airport three hours early. This meant we were among the first passengers to check-in. Although I had not purchased a seat for my infant, the airline representative was able to move us to an empty bulkhead row and offer an extra seat for free. When the check-in counter first opens, the staff has more flexibility to give an empty seat or move a family to a more desirable place. As more passengers arrive, empty seats become scarce and seat changes are more difficult to make. So get ahead of the pack and approach the airline staff before others have a chance to sour their moods.
2. Consider gate checking must-have travel items.
If there are items, like a stroller, car seat or baby backpack that are critical to the success of your trip, identify them in advance and gate check them. There is less of a chance that the airline will lose or leave your stroller behind if it is checked at the gate. We had friends who were very disappointed to arrive in St. John, with their one-year-old daughter, sans stroller. They purchased an umbrella stroller as a backup, but it was difficult to cart their child to and from the beach with a stroller not equipped for sand.
3. Pack a light carry-on bag, but prepare for delays.
This tip may sound like an oxymoron but let me explain. When a parent is traveling solo with a child, or gasp, children, it is beneficial to pack light. The solo parent needs both hands, and wishes he or she had more than two, to carry kids, push the stroller, hold small hands, grab tickets, etc. Packing one, neatly-organized bag allows a traveling parent to find what he/she needs quickly and prevents belonging from being left or lost. Like an overstuffed purse, a diaper bag or backpack that is jam-packed makes it difficult to locate a desired item before a meltdown.
Although it’s best to keep the carry-on bag light, it is also important to pack extra essential supplies — diapers, wipes and formula/food — in case of unexpected delays. Imagine frantically running through an airport to find diapers because your child ran out during a layover! It makes me sweat just thinking about that scenario.
4. Remember, you are stuck, toys are your friends.
A flight, especially a long flight is the perfect time to introduce a new toy, or toys depending on the duration of the flight. We bought our son a small Playmobile trash truck and gave it to him on our last flight to the U.S. It was a huge hit and afforded us almost an hour of peace and quiet. A new toy is also a great way to reward good behavior during take-off or in-flight meals. So are videos and T.V. shows while we are on the topic. Even if you don’t allow them at home, airplanes might be a good place to make an exception for “Elmo” or “Cars”.
5. Give the gift of thoughtfulness.
Some may call it bribery, but I choose to call it kindness. If you happen to be traveling on an overnight flight with a baby or toddler consider handing out earplugs and sleeping masks to neighboring passengers. This gesture may preempt unwanted, negative attention if your child(ren) keep others from sleeping. I know I would be pleasantly surprised to receive a gift to help me snooze.
6. Adjust to a new time zone quickly.
Jet lag can be extremely difficult on adults, let alone children who can’t comprehend why they are feeling sleepy in the middle of the day or understand the difference between Central European and Eastern Standard Time zones. A few ideas to combat jet lag for kids and parents are: drink lots of water during the flight and after landing – dehydration makes jet lag worse; spend plenty of time outdoors in the fresh air and sunlight upon arrival – last summer when we touched down in Virginia, we went straight to a splash park and playground to keep my son awake until it was time for his adjusted U.S. bedtime – he was a zombie but it worked ; shift schedules immediately – eat meals and sleep at times that make sense for the new time zone; and if possible, follow the same daily routine. For example, my son takes a bath at 7:00 pm and goes to bed at 7:30pm in Germany, so in the U.S. we also bathe him at 7:00 pm and put him to bed at 7:30 pm EST. While this is six hours off his normal schedule his routine remained unchanged. We have found that it works best to start the adjustment on the first night in the new destination. It can be tedious, with many wakings, but the effort makes the rest of the trip more pleasant.
I know these 6 tips are just a start to the list of Mastering Air Travel with Tots! Do you have others I missed? If so, please share them in the comments sections. I would love to hear from other traveling mamas and I am sure Dana would too!
During the fall, the crock pot seems to be more of a staple in my cooking rotation. I always have a hard time finding recipes where the meat doesn’t fall apart, the chicken isn’t too dry, and the food looks appetizing and not like a bowl full of mush, because there is no way I can convince my kids to eat mushy nonsense. I feel like the crock pot is coming more important than ever during the nights where I am managing the “witching hour” and trying to keep 2 kids happy. On the weekends, we also have sports games, birthday parties, and all of that fun stuff. I am doing anything I can to make dinner easier – and between the crock pot and freezer meals, things are getting pretty good! Today’s recipe for Orange Chicken is a keeper. The flavors are great, the chicken is moist (ew, I so hate that word, but sometimes you have to use it…), and it is low on the mush factor. Even better – it can go in the freezer. We made the dish – served half for dinner (with a lunch serving of leftovers for mama), and put the other half in the freezer. What could be better than that?!
Disclosure: Information on Cabbage Patch Kids 30th Anniversary provided by JAKKS Pacific
Did you have that toy growing up….the one that you couldn’t live without? The one that you took with you everywhere? The one that you had at bedtime and checked for when you first woke up? For me that toy was the Cabbage Patch doll. The chubby cheeks, the yarn hair,and that birth certificate saying that doll was all yours. To say it mildly, I was obsessed with Cabbage Patch Kids from the moment they came out…. all 7, yes 7, of them pretty much went with me everywhere I wanted to go.My poor mother had to do a “doll count” every time we went places!
The summer after my daughter had turned one, we went to my parents beach house. They had converted their porch to a playroom, and the toys from our childhood were all there to be enjoyed by my kids, as well as my nieces. Watching my daughter play with the dolls from my childhood was like a glimpse to 30 years ago, when I was enjoying those same dolls
My daughter can be pretty convincing, because she talked grandma into letting 2 of the 7 dolls come home with us for a “vacation.” The vacation turned into forever…and I have to say, it was a good thing, because that biotch Sandy (of Hurricane Sandy fame, took the other 5 dolls off to Toy Heaven. My daughter is loving her 2 dolls of my past, but I am anxious to add to her little CPK family
With the Cabbage Patch Kids 30th anniversary, the iconic toy brand, JAKKS Pacific will introduce several new CPK Products…I am looking forward to checking these out for this years Christmas gifts!
Cabbage Patch Kids® Celebration ‘Kids (SRP $34.99, Ages 3+). Dressed in fun, playful, party themed fashions with brightly colored hair streaks, the ‘Kids™ are ready to party!
This fall, Cabbage Patch Kids® Babies (SRP $24.99, Ages 3+) come with either a magic disappearing–milk bottle or food bowl with spoon, removable biband fashion. Of course, each baby has a unique name, Adoption Papers® and Birth Certificate®. The original baby-powder scent of Cabbage Patch Kids® can bring memorable smiles for generations.
The Cabbage Patch Kids® Cuties (SRP $9.99, Ages 3+) are even cuddlier this fall! Theadorable Cuties come in a variety of precious animal themes including bear, bunny and kitty with a new thumb-sucking feature. www.cabbagepatchkids.com
Did you have a favorite toy from your childhood? Were you a Cabbage Patch Kid fan as well?
We are gearing up over here to embark, once again in my least favorite periods of parenting – potty training. I am pretty sure my daughter is ready…she knows when she has to go or when she has gone, and shows “interest.” I think that no matter how ready a child is, I feel like I always hear about some accidents, setbacks, and frustrations. It is one of the most challenging mom times though, because honestly – can you really control someone else’s bladder? And since you can’t, hellllllo laundry! Selfishly, I would like to also have her be trained before we head deep into the winter months (more clothes on = more laundry to do), and before I head back to work in December.
I mentioned this past weekend to my daughter that soon, she would be wearing underwear. I showed her the cute Cinderella, Minnie Mouse, and Bubble Guppie sets that I found, and she seemed pretty excited. My son walked in, and said…”you know, if you go on the potty, mommy will buy you some awesome stuff” – as previously mentioned, my son took more bribing than any child on the planet to finally get to be potty trained. So with that my daughter looks at me with a determined look on her face, and says, “purple dress for my dolly.” And just like that, with the potty prize determined, cute undies in hand, and a mommy that is ready to be more patient than ever, we were set to start on potty training next Monday (because all good things start on Mondays, right?). UNTIL…this email came from one of my readers:
Talk about mommy brain…I’m embarrassed to say that after the first successful day of potty training (woo hoo!) on Sunday, I forgot to put a diaper on my daughter before bed. It was completely unintentional. My husband texted me at work on Monday morning to let me know that she had peed in her big girl bed. Of course she did – duh, mama!
Oh goodness…that made me reconsider. In the midst of newborn mommy brain, am I reallyready for this?!!?
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