The girls and I made the epic trek from Germany to Phoenix on Saturday (15.12.2012). We left Frankfurt at 10:30am Germany time and arrived in Phoenix at 3am Germany time. It was over a 24 hour day for me from when I got up to when I finally got to bed at my parents house.
The flights were pretty good. I feel like I’m a ‘yes mom’ when I’m in public with my kids. To an extent, anyway. Can I have another cookie? Yeah, since you don’t want to eat anything else the flight has to offer. Can I play puzzle? You bet. Can I have more juice? Yep. Can I walk up and down the isles for a while? Sure, as long as you treat the other passengers with love and be respectful. It’s hard to keep nap times and a normal schedule in such a confined place. I don’t want to make my kids have a meltdown where they will pester other people so I try to loosen up on those kinds of things.
The flight attendant on the first flight tried to tell me I couldn’t place Little E’s car seat on the isle seat. There was no other way the flight would have worked with our 3 seats in the middle section with the aisles on both sides if Big Ive had to be on one side of Little E and me on the other. Thankfully she didn’t make me change it.
We had at least 4 hours left of the flight and I was down to pulling out one of my last tricks in my bag. I thought for sure it was going to end terribly. Big Ive was happy to chat with some German ladies sitting across the isle from us. One was crocheting little flower looking things and gave one to Big Ive after I told her to ask, “Was machen Sie?” Little E was pretty content to stay strapped in her car seat for the vast majority of the flight. I was very thankful for that.
Big Ive fell asleep as we were landing into Dallas, TX. Of course she would do that. I know it was about 9 or 10pm to her so it was reasonable. But then I had to wake a sleeping child to get off the plane, and then walk through passport control and customs, and baggage pick up and drop off, and then security again.
We had an extra hour layover in Dallas than was originally scheduled when we purchased the tickets. This was a relief to me because I was afraid we wouldn’t have time to make it through passport control, customs, baggage, security and then do the bathroom/diaper change and grab something to eat before having to board our connecting flight. We got to our gate and ate the wonderful (puke-tastic) McDonalds chicken nuggets and fries. Big Ive was so tired she fell asleep sitting in Little E’s car seat on the floor.
There were just enough helping angels on this trip to get us on and off planes and through lines with little to no troubles. It was me traveling with my 2 little toddlers (2.5 and almost 1.5 years), a double stroller, 1 giant car seat, backpack (with laptop, iPad, liquids bag, etc), kid backpack of toys, coats, blankie for Little E. There is a system to how I pack the backpack diaper bag so I can get through security easy. But there is just a lot of stuff and wrangling of children that makes it take so long. I do have to say it is nice to travel with kids because you can get away with bringing larger amounts of liquid through security (which means I don’t have to buy them as much juice or food in the concourse).
Phoenix for a week, then Iowa for a week to spend Christmas with LOML’s family and then back to Phoenix for January. It should be a good holiday for Haus Miller.