Sunday, May 25, 2008

Time To Fly, I Mean CRY

When I was younger the idea of flying on an airplane would bring butterflies to my stomach. While waiting to board I'd jump up and down, hardly being able to contain my excitement. Now that I'm older it's different. When you're younger the seats fit perfectly for your little body. You even have room to move your body into different positions. If you want to sleep you can curl your legs up and lie sideways. When you're older all you can turn sideways is your head.

Our flight to Alaska was long, uncomfortable and did I mention long. It was only supposed to be 9 1/2 hours and it turned into 10. We have such a big family that we took a whole row and then some. I had the 3 older kids on one side of the plane. They were great. They had their books, ipod, game boy and bag of snacks. I didn't hear a peep out of them. My side was a different story. We had Jenna sandwiched between Jason and I and Eric on my lap.

2 yr. olds make the worse fliers. They are completely oblivious to social etiquette on airplanes. I was determined to keep Jenna occupied and brought the laptop so she could watch a movie. I thought I was smart. I've been proven otherwise with my movie pick. I decided no Monsters Inc. or Finding Nemo. Those are her favorite but she's seen them so many times that she no longer watches but uses them as background noise. I needed something new that would grab her attention. My pick-Ice Age. Could I have made a worst choice? Maybe Bambi. All I heard for the first 20 minutes was Jenna's concerned cry, "Where's the baby? Where's the baby?" In fact the whole airplane heard it and was beginning to wonder about this baby. We ended turning it off.

We switched planes in Phoenix. Unfortunately, our plane had been rerouted and was now landing when our plane to Alaska was supposed to be taking off. It wasn't until we landed that I found out that our connecting flight had also been delayed. Huge sigh of relief!! I'll never forget the advice from the gate agent when I asked if we were going to make it. "Only if you don't dilly dally." he replied. "Can you just tell them we're coming?" I pleaded. We ran the whole way, 20 gates away in a different concourse, lugging carry-ons and two of our five children. Though out of breath and numb in certain areas, we made it. And eventually we fell asleep. (Eric is on my lap-that's how flexible I am.)We now have a new problem, how we're getting home. I can't fathom getting on a plane again. I'm considering waiting until magical transportation such as Floo powder or apparation is available. There has got to be an easier way.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sorry that was a long day for you. I remember liking flying as a kid, but now I don't get excited about it at all.

Anonymous said...

Well here my two cents worth. Picking you up at the Airport was a breeze, even though it was about 4 in the morning for the kids. Off to Grandma's house was a snap.
And picking up the 3 oldest for hotdogs and ice creme at Sam's proved that you are a model mother. 3 children who probably don't have big memories of their Alaska Grandfather all had a great time. Who wouldn't with hot dogs and ice creme. And today (Monday) with all of us at Eklutna. It was a great day and we all got to spend time together. Rose did have a game for the kids in the car. It was the M&M game. Her plan was for the kids to watch for certain exits and schools and such. Prize was M&M's. Also mileage markers in and out of Ekluta. When they saw the one with their birthday. Like 7 or 9 or multiple ones for Kelsey they got their own special M&M's. Even though it was only 2 packages of M&M's I think they actually learned a few road clues alone the way. Thanks for raising great children. It shows. Love DAD

SD said...

I feel your pain on the plane... I got exhausting reading it! I can't believe you're actually posting while on vacation... Is this my friend who took a year to start her blog? I'm so glad you did!!

SD said...

Actually... it was exhausting... I'm a little slow to proof!