Bottles – check, toys – check, extra cloths – check, diapers – just a few since it’s a family visit,….the ‘necessaries’ and the ‘non-necessaries’…… the excitement of travelling abroad for the first time was so overwhelming and the fact that i was going with my clingy 7months old son, made me even more excited!
It was a connecting flight from Lagos- Frankfurt- London …… My mother packed everything she laid her eyes on, including dried ewedu, dried okro, dried locust beans and even asked, if I would want moi moi to eat on the plane…… we packed it all (or so I thought).
Before 6am, we were already at the airport. The whole family was there except my father. We had 4 big boxes, 2 hand luggage and my big handbag with my son’s necessaries in it. I used a baby carrier because my son refused to sit in the baby stroller.
My husband kept laughing at me and he said “Babe! all you are packing are too much, as you will have little or no need for them. I told you my dad will be at the airport and we will all be taking the train home.
As soon as we were cleared for take off, my baby started fussing for food. I prepared his bottle and fed him. I had read somewhere that your baby’s feeding bottles and formula should be the first thing in your bag, so I had packed the formula in 4 small tomme tippee dispensers, since he is not a frequent eater.
Then it started…… as the pressure in his ears increased, my baby cried harder like a kidnapped innocent man. I was confused, close to tears and disoriented. My hubby and I gave him everything but he refused.
I felt like a bad mum and even though the man seated beside me couldn’t say a word, the frustration on his face was quite obvious.
As the screaming escalated, the flight attendant came to me and asked if he was sick or something (of course being all smiley and as polite as her training required) … me that i didn’t even have time for ejo wewe ( chit chat). With my face all screwed together i said “No, he is not sick and i have tried giving him everything but he is not yielding” then she said “Sorry bout that… please keep trying”, I was angry …really angry but my husband calmed me down and told me not to say a word.
At last we got to frankfurt! and then the baby carrier ripped off….. fellow moms, I didn’t even wait one minute to bring out my wrapper and strap him to my back not minding the fact that I was a novice in this travelling business and then God answered my prayers… he slept off! …. at that moment, i testified that God doesn’t delay answering prayers except if not necessary.
My baby slept all through till we got to London….. tears ran down my eyes…tears of joy !
LESSONS LEARNT, TIPS & SUGGESTIONS
- Try to travel during your babies bedtime because when your baby sleeps through the trip, you are happy and so is your neighbor.
- Take a well stocked diaper bag, and don’t forget his favourite cartoon on a tablet if he/she is a cartoon lover as this is a great source of distraction.
- If your flight is not very full, you can ask your neighbors to sit elsewhere (or you even move) so that you and your hubby can sit across each other with the middle space free so that you can lay him down at intervals.
- Ignore dirty looks, if you have done everything possible, don’t just be bothered .
- Even if your baby likes the stroller or the baby carrier….. please pack a wrapper ( you don’t want to carry the baby on your hips or in your arms trust me) , except you are travelling with a nanny.
- Apologise to your neighbour as soon as you land….. It shows that you understand and empathise with him/her.
…….. Mummy Mo’ ( mother of 1… expecting no 2) writes from Lagos