So I am currently in Malaga with my two children (DS2 and DD5), my friend and her daughter, and some of my family. Originally DP was supposed to be coming but he could no longer make it and so I was going to cancel us coming as I’m not a very confident flyer as it is but the thought of doing it with two children on my own worried me (I know a lot of people do, do it though), however I didn’t want to let my DD down as she was so so excited and really deserved this holiday.
My family suggested me bringing a friend which is why my friend and daughter are with us (family flying from a different airport) They could only stay for two nights however and so will be flying back separately to me and my children. I thought that if I just got out here and had no choice but to face the way home then I’d just get on with it but I’m letting the thoughts of it consume our holiday after the trip out here proved stressful, even with the extra pair of hands!
My DS is in the peak of toddlerhood right now and he’s definitely more challenging then DD was. On the way out here in the airport he refused to go in his pram (incredibly loud tantrum when he was made to be until he managed to climb out ten minutes later), when he was out he kept trying to run off because he wouldn’t hold anyone’s hand, regardless of how many times I spoke to him about the dangers of running off - he wouldn’t let me put his reigns on him either just throwing himself to the floor when I did refusing to walk. So I had to carry him through whilst my friend and daughter (she’s 15) helped with the bags and pram. He just hates being restricted in anyways and is incredibly strong willed, after having such a well behaved daughter he humbled me real quick! 😅
Then little things like the idea of getting to the plane (on the way out here we had to get the pram down a flight of stairs to the runway, with me still carrying him) then I had to try put him down outside whilst I folded the pram down, to which he would have tried running off if I didn’t have my friend there to hold him. On the plane he was a fidget and I was paranoid about annoying the people in front of us. He did eventually fall asleep on me though but then my daughter needed the toilet so I’m not sure how I’d do that if I was on my own, and then the other side I had to carry him again through because he wouldn’t go in his pram, again. Now the idea of doing it all again with multiple bags I just don’t know how I’ll do it.
I’m just massively over thinking everything and it is making me super anxious. I was just hoping someone could tell me anything that was a bit reassuring I guess 😫