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Lila Krishna's avatar

I want to share a very atypical experience (at least I don't see it being talked about very much).

My baby was highly active, highly colicky, highly everything. So year 0 was THE WORST. We did do roadtrips to grandma's house a lot, lots of weekend hikes, but we were just SO EXHAUSTED that we didn't plan more or do more.

Things dramatically changed when my daughter was a year old. Her sensitivity and difficulty with separating from me meant I became a fulltime mom. And my grandma was dying and wanted to meet us. My husband's grandma, too, was dying and wanted to meet us. So! We did an insane trip that involved going from California to India, and then back to the US to go to Oklahoma, and then back home. It involved a 24-hour flight with a 5-hour layover - BOTH WAYS. To add, both grandmas met their great-grandchild and decided they were happy for it all to end, and then.... died while we were still visiting them.

No one in their right mind would PLAN for a trip like this and expect it to be fun. Especially not with a toddler who is the wildest as well as the most sensitive. But, somehow, it worked out. Was it fun? Fuck no. Time zone changes are the worst for a toddler who relies on strict naptimes, and it's quite a treat to have to play with an active todder at 2am in an airbnb where nothing is childproofed, the bedrooms are full of elderly jetlagged people, and you are practically a zombie, and the next morning is great-grandma's funeral, and you know your kid is going to freak out at all the new relatives trying to talk to her.

And yet, I'm very glad we did it. My daughter has great memories, we have pictures of her with both her great-grandmas, she got to meet her cousins, experience different places, adjust to new food. And we as parents got to team up on a fun challenge and explore the very limits of our abilities and relationship. In comparison to that experience, everything else is a picnic.

About 6 months later, we had to go to my brother-in-law's destination wedding in Southeast Asia, which was all kinds of fun. This trip had my daughter be much happier on flights, us much better prepared, and a more loosely planned trip that allowed much more fun. Another six months later, we had to go to my sister's wedding in India, which was great other than issues stemming from my daughter being perma-jetlagged. Both trips were a picnic in comparison.

We plan to go to the UK next summer, when our daughter will be 5. It's a very creative trip, because my book is set in London, and my husband's working on a videogame that's set amid scottish castles, and we've worked on both without ever setting foot in the places we depict, and we'd like to get a grip on the locations (and also go to the Peppa Pig theme park). We fully expect it to be challenging, but it's definitely going to be a cakewalk in comparison to having to manage a jetlagged toddler at grandma's funeral.

Valeria Kurul's avatar

Wow! I’m an ex–cabin crew turned full-time mom, so I obviously travelled a ton pre-baby. These days I travel way less, but it feels so much more meaningful because I’m showing my son the world. I also write about flying with him, packing for him, and our adventures together. Loved your article and your account ❤️

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