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I plan our trips, but my husband watches our baby when we fly

There were many stressful moments in my first year as a parent – ​​but nothing filled me with more dread than our first family road trip.

My daughter was only a few months old when I took her first flight and I spent the weeks leading up to it full of stress.

I felt like I was being served countless videos of people complaining or venting about flying with babies and toddlers. Although I was never a big fan of flying before I was a parent, the idea of ​​dealing with the scorn of other passengers while trying to calm a screaming child gave me sleepless nights.

Fast forward two years later, and I’ve survived numerous hour-long flights with our daughter using one simple strategy.

We found a way to play to each of our strengths as parents


the child looks out the plane window

My husband is the one responsible for taking care of the children while we are on the plane.

Photo by Joel Sharpe/Getty Images



As we approached our first flight together as a family of three, my husband and I were stressed about two completely different things.

I was worried about what we would do if our baby started freaking out on the plane, but he was more concerned about what we needed to pack for the flight.

That’s when we came up with the plan we’ve sworn by for every trip since.

For every trip, I am responsible for packing everything for me and my daughter. I’ve gathered everything she’ll need, both for the destination and the flight, taking it completely off her father’s plate.

Instead, once we get on the plane, he’s in charge. If she needs a diaper change, entertainment, food, anything else – he will take care of it. And it does a great job helping her calm down from tantrums or fall asleep on longer overnight flights.

Even with this division of labor, we’re still equal partners—it’s not like he’s saying no to helping me pack or plan something, or that I wouldn’t help him on the flight if he asked.

We finally found what works for us

This clear division of labor has saved us a lot of stress, taking what each of us considers the worst part of the trip off the other’s plate.

Even so, I worry about the critical looks I might receive for not being our child’s primary caregiver during a flight. I still have mom guilt, often wondering if I’m not doing enough.

But as a big planner married to someone who isn’t, I can do what comes most naturally to me and avoid the part that isn’t.

And once we land, well, we’re back to splitting the parenting chaos 50/50.

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