Flying with a 16 month old

Well today is the day me and Payton are flying to Virginia, to visit my mother of course. Our flight was to leave at 6:05 this morning. Not only did I wake up late, we completely missed our flight. I was so upset! Luckily they had us on the very next flight out, which was only 2 hours later. So it wasn’t soo bad. That was until we got to the O’Hare airport in Chicago. You see that’s where our layover was for an hour. But it took me forty minutes just to get to our gate. Most of the time I have Payton’s stroller with me, but I figure this time it would be easier to just have her walk while she held my hand. BOY WAS I WRONG. She kept falling down, getting in someone’s way, wanting me to pick her up, and then put her down. She probably dropped her blanket at least 5 times. It just got so hard. I was frustrated about the way the day was started, and then now with the difficulties I was having with Payton. But to be honest and fair, she has been an absolute angel on both flights. On the First there was a little boy about a month younger than her in the very next row ahead of us, so they were able to keep each other occupied. And then on the connecting flight to Richmond, She passed out before we ever took off!! And she didn’t wake up until just before we landed. I truly have been blessed today. The last time we were on a plane was in February of this year, and I didn’t even recognize my own child, she was horrible. She cried ¾ of both the flights. I just didn’t know what to do. So I have to say I am much happier this time around!! For all those mothers out there, who are dreading taking their child on a plane, I just have to say it will be easier to do it at a young age, while it’s still free too! But just go for it, sometimes they might be the demon child you’ve never seen before, or they can surprise you and just give you the long needed break you deserve! Either way, Keep your head, spirit, and energy high! It makes for a positive day!