We’re back.
And we survived.
And so did Qantas.
And so did all the
passengers around us because Q was a TOTAL TRAVEL LEGEND.
Seriously. I had very low
expectations for this trip.
For the eternal optimist,
even I was perilously close to being pessimistic.
I had visions of Q yelling
the entire time she had to sit in my lap with the seatbelt on because she
doesn’t like to sit still ever and most definitely doesn’t like to sit still
when someone else tells her to.
She’s a punk.
I know I’ll admire that
individuality and spirit when she’s 30, but not when stuck in a floating tin
can with no escape from the few hundred strangers who look at you with
undisguised anguish the second you enter your seat.
Instead, she sat quietly
and read the distraction book I made her, then the second the seatbelt light
went off, she was down, bear crawling up and down the aisles, hooning about the
galley and introducing herself to the rest of the plane.
The only drawback being
that her mother had to engage in banal conversations with complete strangers:
‘No, she’s a girl. I thought the pink striped pants might give it away.’
‘Yes, she is an active
thing.’
‘You’re right, it is a
unique crawling style, but I’m sure she’ll manage to walk when she’s ready.
Thank you for showing your concern though, despite a complete lack of knowledge on the subject.'
for eleven out of fourteen
hours.
That’s right, she only
slept for 3.
But she didn’t yell, so
while I was so tired it physically hurt to keep my eyelids open, inside I was
cheering because my child had exceeded expectations I hadn’t even dared to
imagine.
Travelling with a small,
mobile human is not an activity I’d recommend for your health or sanity, but
miraculously I managed to keep the slim grip on both that I already had.
New York adventures to
follow, right now my insatiable appetite needs to be addressed. Again.
Q tends
to go for the familiar when we travel and that would be the two boobs she’s had
a love affair with since the second she turned up.
I AM STARVING. I have to
go. There is not enough food in the house.
Qs' crawl. Knees don't touch the ground. Life in the fast lane, just the way she likes it. |
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