Baby Flies to the Other Side of the World
Flying to the USA with my six-month-old was more difficult
for me than it was for her. It taught me
a few things I thought I already knew.
Travel is part of the journey. No matter what happens. I learned this during a disaster 20 hour trek
from Milano to Stuttgart (perspective: it should have been a one hour flight).
Lavinia was too interested in the people sitting beside us
to sleep. She wanted to take it all in
and practically jumped into the lap of the Irish, Facebook sales-woman sitting
next to us.
The few times I tried to put her in the bassinet for sleep
she got upset- who wouldn’t? The thing
looks like a dog’s cage. I freaked- I
felt like a terrible mother for dragging her across the world. What on Earth would happen if she didn’t take
her naps at her scheduled times? Would
we both implode?
Lavinia was born wide-eyed.
She started out staring at things intently before she could even focus
her little newborn eyes. She would open
them wide, rather than closing them in fear, when a shadow passed over her face
or a new person came into view.
My curious little girl develops this trait further as she
grows. She knows what she wants to
examine and persists until something even more interesting distracts her.
The result of her staying awake for most of our journey from
Melbourne to Buffalo? She was so tired
that she adjusted to the 15 hour time change within three days. I had worse jet lag than she did.
I need to trust my daughter more. This seems like a very important lesson in
parenting.
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| Melbourne |
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| Los Angeles |
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| Toronto |
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| Buffalo |
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| Back to Melbourne Like an Old Pro |
Labels: anxiety, ExPat Life, healing, health, Post Natal Depression, Travel
posted by Unknown @ 7:58 AM
2 Comments
2 Comments:
Special little girl...she is destine for making an impact on the world!
I think she's pretty special too :)
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