How I survived flying solo longhaul with 3 babes
I recently flew from Japan to Ireland, via Amsterdam with my 4 year, 2 year old and 1 year old. I was dreading the flight, it’s a tough journey alone, I knew it would even more taxing with 3 children so young. This is how I “survived”!
We had an ordeal before we even departed Japan (see Unforeseen Passport Control problems at Narita Airport). I was a mess as we took off from Narita on the first leg of our journey, when the Chief Purser brought me a glass of champagne. It helped hugely; with every sip of bubbly, which I normally never drink, I felt my spirits lifting and my body relaxing. It was the only drink I had throughout our travel and I normally wouldn’t recommend drinking when flying, but it was the perfect timely antidote to get us off on the right foot.
I am no martyr, I ask for assistance when I need it. However, before I even had to ask on any of our flights or in the airport, people were volunteering to help in any way they could. The staff on the outward journey were among the best I’ve ever been blessed to have on a flight. They took turns coming to our seats to see if we needed anything and to ensure we were happy and comfortable. It so happened that on the outward flight there was little need for assistance, but on the return journey I was very grateful to my Mom who flew from Dublin to Amsterdam and waited with us until I boarded the last flight to Japan. Also, on the flight from Amsterdam to Narita, I was very accepting and grateful for the help that came from the family seated beside us. The couple, who had 2 young children of their own, helped with everything from setting up the inflight entertainment for my four year old and two year old, to bringing my son to the toilet when I was in the middle of feeding the baby.
Kindness & Praise.
It’s amazing how far a warm smile from a stranger can carry you. Even more amazing the kindness and respect people show you when they realise you are travelling solo with young children. I was so overwhelmed and surprised by the attention we received throughout our travels. I almost felt like a superstar as random people on the flight and in the airport stopped to complement me on travelling alone with 3 young children. On the plane I suppose it was obvious I had no other adult with me, but how people knew in the airport is beyond me. Maybe it was written on my face! And I certainly got a lift out of all the praise we received. I did not expect it as, until the journey, I had no idea that what I was doing was so unusual or impressive. The staff on the long flight (Narita to Schiphol) told me that I was their first with children so young. They made such a big deal of my “accomplishment” it gave me the added boost I needed to stay positive and relaxed throughout our travel.
Having 3 children in 3 years prepares you for the lack of sleep, as I didn’t get to sleep on any flight. On the way out the 3 children did sleep at the same time for an hour, but I used that time to go to the toilet and freshen up, rearrange hand luggage and wash the baby’s bottles, beaker and eating utensils. Other than that I had at least one child awake at all times. Also, having the right things with me went a long way in keeping myself and the children happy. Having adequate supplies of distractions and food for the kids made sure no-one got the grumps and made my job easier.
Asides from all that, the single most helpful thing was my mindset. I have a little mantra I use religiously for life in general to keep positive and sane; this too shall past. At the end of the day, I knew that time stands still for no man and before long the journey would be just a proud memory…and a WordPress post! 🙂