We've all (me dp and two dd's under two yes yes I am nuts), returned from a marvellous trip to Dubai, where my eldest sister in law and her darling children catered to our every whim, or rather dd1's every whim (she's (dd1)going through the sweet angel into munster phase ).
On the way back I foolishly booked an early morning flight, BA apparently only fly paper plane type flights to Dubai, and on the way back dp and I were separated (not by a lot he was behind me in the middle seat, I was at the bulk head with a sky cot) but it was enough.
So dd1 decides from the offset that only my lap will do, poor dd2 is plunked unceremoniously in the bassinet as soon as feasible..... About an hour into the flight dd1 decides to throw a paddy!!! However the child firmly maintains her position on my lap, so I have to sit with a screaming toddler on my lap whilst dd1 screams herself out, I don't know why she was screaming did she want milk no (she hurled the bottle away narrowly missing the woman besides me), chocolate (she doesn't usually get it but I was desperate I tell you), however the munster hurls that away too and ups the tempo several notches and whenever she catches anyone?s eyes. I sit thus for about five minutes whilst dd1 screams and screams from the comfort of my now completely numb lap. Luckily the woman beside me is a mother too and studiously ignores us, I am soo tired and upset that had any passenger dared complain to me I would have handed dd1 over to them to quieten...nobody dared approach except a lovely air stewardess who offered me milk for the baby....The child then spends the entire 6 hour flight not budging from my lap, I have to feed dd2 whilst also balancing dd1 on my lap. I dare not try and coax her off my lap in case it triggers another hissy fit!!!!
Fast forward to passport control, and once again dd1 decides that now is a good time to lose her temper.... I left her screaming and lying on the floor at the passport counter only to be sent back by a stern and embarrassed dp, we managed to get to the baggage area with a caterwauling dd1 stuffed under my arm....
The lesson from this sorry tale??? If you fly long haul with two under two, ensure both adults are seated together, that one child has her/his own seat (damn the expense), book a night time flight (we did this going and it was much much easier ie no tantrums......
If all else fails repeat it's just a phase it's just a phase it's just a phase.............
I need another holiday