Flying with kids… part of the deal of living abroad

June 25th, 2012 → 7:46 am @ // No Comments

I really struggled with the idea that I was going to have a baby far away from Canada and everything I knew.

I debated flying home to have my baby, then realized that would not work as my husband couldn’t just come and hang out for 6-8 weeks while we waited. So I accepted that I would be having my baby here in Amsterdam, without my family and booked a ticket for 6 weeks after his “official” due date.

Lots of time right? Little did I know that he would be 3 weeks late.

Adam (my son) and I flew to Canada when he was less than 3 weeks old, 20 days to be exact. I packed light, wrapped him up into a tight little ball against my chest and left for the airport.

That was my first flight with a child. I have had many since then with my 2, 3 and then 4 kids. I always travel to Canada alone, and my husband meets us later. I have traveled with newborns, while pregnant, with toddlers, crawlers, restless kids and sick ones. I’ve been spit on, thrown up on, dropped food on, slept on – and yet to this day I never bring a spare shirt for myself…

You can read the rest of this blog post at Amsterdam mamas

 

 

 



     

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