A Vegas (Indian) Wedding-Part 1, Pre-wedding events

A while back, I posted some photos of the girls from the various wedding events that took us to Las Vegas.  I had meant to do another post about the wedding, but never got around to it.

We were in Vegas for the wedding of Ravi’s first cousin, A.  It was a three day event held at Aria and the Mandarin Oriental (which is next door to Aria).

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On the first night, there was a dinner followed by The Cirque Du Soleil show, Zarkana.  To liven things up, they hired two showgirls to come and pose so that guests could have pictures taken with them.  We brought the girls to dinner, but I had to leave with them shortly thereafter as we had a babysitter coming.  I needed to run through everything with the sitter before heading back to catch the show.

I have a terrible confession to make.  I missed a chunk of the show because it was dark and we were still incredibly jetlagged…and I fell asleep.  My father in law stayed awake and gave it rave review.  I loved what I saw, but I’m not actually qualified to write a review.

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view from the 26th floor

On the second night, there was the sangeet and mendhi party.  It was held at a bar on the 26th floor of the Mandarin Oriental (they’d rented it out so that we could all bring the kids and such).  I sent the girls over with my inlaws and then spent far too much time trying to get my sari on correctly.  Had I thought about it, I should’ve asked any of the women there to help me and they could’ve saved me SO much time.  But because I’d successfully done my own sari once, I was convinced I could do it again and I lost track of time trying to follow the direction in this video to do a Gujarati drape.

Screen Shot 2013-01-20 at 5.55.16 PMWhile I was getting ready, Ellie was getting mendhi.  She was exhausted (as you can see in this photo) and was passed out on a couch when I got there, although she did wake up a bit later.

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IMG_6732There was singing and dancing.  I got danced a bit, but mostly got my own mendhi done and took photos.

Arrived in Vegas!

On Sunday we embarked on our West Coast US adventure.

There is very little that can be said about flying with two young children except that it does get better.  With each flight we take, Elanor becomes a better and better flier.  She can keep herself occupied for the most part, can feed herself, and even though we have a “Pull-ups on Planes” rule-she has been asking to go to the bathroom and stayed dry on the flights.  Rhi tends to be a crapshoot–when she sleeps she’s an easy travel companion, but we are in the tough 2-3 more years of travel, with the next 18 months being the most challenging (as she is too little to keep occupied for long).  One thing that helped on this flight was having Ravi with me.  We split the girls up (Ravi with Ellie, myself with Rhi) with seats behind one another and that allowed both of us to catch a few z’s here and there as our charges slept.

We arrived in LA at 9am, which I had anticipated being a huge issue in terms of being tired.  But we managed quite well–we got our sim cards so that we could use our phones, got food, hit a Target, went to the hotel to rest for two hours and then went to dinner with a friend of mine from college.  Thanks to that, we went to sleep at a “normal” hour and woke up more or less on local time.

Yesterday we drove from LA to Vegas.  We left a bit later than we’d planned, and I forgot that the sun sets at times other than 7, so I didn’t see the desert, but we have the drive back to see it.  We stopped at a diner called Peggy Sue’s 50′s Diner which was a lot of fun…it’s in the barren wasteland of nothingness between LA and Vegas (I’m not being hyperbolic–it’s a lot of desert and very few towns…there are no rest stops with mcDonalds and such).


We got into Vegas around midnight (the trip took about 7 hours instead of 3…life with children–the stop at Peggy Sue’s was pretty significant, time-wise, to let the kids run around outside and get some energy out).

I woke up today with a few of mountains in the distance and Ellie is super excited to see her grandparents.

Webinar on Travel, Timezones and Infant/Toddler Sleep

Although I haven’t lived in the US for almost three years, I still consider myself an Isis Parenting Mom.  Ravi and I took prenatal classes with them, Ellie took parent & child classes there with both Ravi and I (although mostly with me), and they are always an important stop on our trips back to Boston.  Even though I was 10,000 miles away, Nancy from Isis (IBLC and baby guru extraordinaire) still checked in on me when I gave birth to Rhiannon and has given me support and help over the past year (new moms-do yourself a favor and follow her on twitter or watch her free breastfeeding webinars) .

I am happy to help boost the signal about an upcoming free webinar done by Nancy and Isis Parenting on dealing with Travel, Timezones and Infant/Toddler Sleep.  It is being held on Monday, October 22, 2012 at 8pm (which is Tuesday October 23 at 8am in Singapore), but if you can’t watch it live, you can still sign up and submit your questions in advance, and watch it at a later time.  Go here to sign up!

 

Meeting Description:

Can’t attend live? That’s OK!
Register and you’ll receive a link to view the recorded webinar later at your convenience.

Travel, Time Zones & Infant / Toddler Sleep
Planning a trip away from home? Whether you’re visiting family a few hours’ car-ride away, or flying clear across the country, this webinar will offer practical and proven sleep suggestions to help your infant or toddler make a smoother adjustment.

Learn to determine optimal timing for flights and car travel, what gear to bring for better sleep while away, when and how to remain flexible about naps and bedtime while avoiding exhaustion-fueled meltdowns.

We’ll review sleep pattern development and circadian rhythms and how environmental changes like light and sound can reinforce or interfere with sleep patterns. We’ll also discuss the biology behind jet-lag and how to manage both small and large time zone shifts with infants and toddlers so you can enjoy your time when away, and get back on track when you return home.

Presented by Sleep Scientist and Isis Parenting Sleep Team Leader Erin Flynn-Evans, PhD ALM, RPSGT
Erin’s popular Science of Infant Toddler Sleep webinar has garnered over 4000 viewers.
Don’t miss this continuation of our Infant Toddler Sleep Support webinar series.

Participant Questions and Answers are welcome as time permits. Please submit questions in advance using the registration form. All registrants will receive a link to the recording after the event.

***Just for the record–I did not receive any compensation for this post.  Views expressed in the webinar are those of the webinar hosts.***

**side note-That’s Rhiannon in the picture with Nancy***

Happy First Birthday Rhiannon

 

My darling Rhiannon

You are now one year old!

This time last year we were still in the hospital, both of us still recovering from your unexpectedly early arrival into the world.  You were constantly cuddled close to me, skin to skin, as we got to know each other.  I hated putting you into the bassinet, and only did so when absolutely necessary.  We were learning to breastfeed, and I was fervently hoping we’d make it to six months.  You were a tiny little doll, but even then your gorgeous big brown eyes tried to take in everything (even though you couldn’t see very far with any clarity).

 

Living with a newborn was both familiar and completely new all over again.  I remembered, vaguely, that I got up a lot with a newborn.  Nothing really could prepare me for waking up that frequently, and still needing to be a present parent for my older child (instead of just sleeping whenever you did–although I did as much of that as I could).  Breastfeeding was also very new to me, as was trying to figure out how to breastfeed on the go.

You were a bit fragile at the start-getting hospitalized twice-one at a month of age with gastroenteritis and once with RSV at two months of age.  Luckily, since then you’ve been quite resilient, although you’ve had the full complement of head colds your sister has brought home from pre-school (as have I).

You were both louder and calmer than your sister.  When you want something, your shrieks spiral up into decibel levels we’d never experienced before, earning you the nickname of ‘the banshee’.  However, those moments are fairly rare (and usually have to do with wanting a diaper change or food faster than I am capable of delivering either).  In general you are the calmest, happiest baby I’ve ever encountered.  You are easily pleased–a cuddle is your most common request, and one everyone is happy to give you.

 

You are adored wherever you go.  When we drop off or pick up Elanor, the teachers of the school all know you by name, and often pass you around to adore and cuddle you.  They’re a group of aunties to you, who are just as excited by the news that you had learned to sit up or crawl as we were.  In crowded elevators you draw smiles and waves.  Even in the US, where babies aren’t as universally adored as in Asia, you were smiled at and adored.  You look at the world as a place full of people who love you and are happy to see you…so you move through the world with an equal amount of love and happiness to share with them.

 

However, there are few people you adore as much as your big sister.  The two of you have a mutual adoration society I’ve written about elsewhere.  She gets some of your biggest smiles, and you are her favorite person most days as well.  I have loved watching the two of you develop your relationship–it is a source of smiles and a great source of comedy (she defines “sharing” as she gets to play with your toys, for example).

 

 

You are already very well traveled, having flown to the US twice and to Australia once.  I would argue that you are not the biggest fan of flying, but the reality is that we won’t really get a sense of what sort of traveler you are until you’re a bit older.  It’s awfully hard to sit still for that long as an adult–it’s clearly so frustrating to sit still when you’ve just learned to crawl!

You love food.  You were a big fan of breastmilk from the start.  For a short time, we were able to give you the occasional (maybe once a week) bottle of formula if you were with your dad and I wasn’t around, but you soon wised up and flat out refused, occasionally deigning to accept apple juice if absolutely necessary.  Jarred food was not a big hit, but once you learned about table food, you immediately began to demand it, squawking loudly in anger if we didn’t feed you fast enough or share all the food you felt it important for us to share.

Your favorite foods are blueberry yogurt, ice cream of any flavor, french fries, toast with strawberry jam.  You eat with far more enthusiasm and interest than we’d ever seen before (your sister being an eat to live kind of child, whereas you live to eat).  However, you are very petite–you’re about 14 lbs–almost triple your birth weight, and still quite teeny (for which my back is very grateful).

I love that I have let myself have the luxury of enjoying where you are now, rather than worrying about what was next.

Your sister was so ill just after birth, and her personality was always so driven to do the next thing now now now that we were always focused on what would happen next with her.

With you, we accepted your changes as they’ve happened, but not worried about if they had happened yet or why they weren’t happening faster.  Personally, I was thrilled that your teeth didn’t come in until about 11 months and am very happy you’ve not started walking yet.  If I’m being honest, I’m probably much more present and calm with you because I’m not so stressed about potential medical hiccups.  I probably have allowed myself to be calmer and more in the moment with you…and that’s been a wonderful luxury.

Having said that, two days ago we saw you stand alone for a second as you picked a toy off the couch.  Then you realized you weren’t holding on and immediately sat down.  It was only a second, but both your Dad and I were so thrilled to see you growing and changing before our eyes.

You are still sleeping in a crib next to my side of the bed, and wake to nurse once or twice per night.  I am definitely looking forward to sleeping the whole night through again (some day) but I really love those quiet moments at 4 am when the world is dark, your Dad is asleep next to us, and we just cuddle and breastfeed.

You sign “milk”–which can mean you want milk…and it can also mean “mama.”  I guess it does make sense that the two are interchangeable for you.  We have made it to one year of breastfeeding…and while part of me is thinking about weaning, I’m pretty confident that we’ll taper off naturally.  You primarily nurse at night these days–maybe once during the day, but for the most part your waking hours are filled with an interest in food, not mama’s milk.

You say dada, mama, heeeeeeey (to mimic us) and are a pretty chatty baby in general.  I can’t wait to hear you add more words to your vocabulary.

You view the world with great amusement.  I can practically see your eyes gleam when you know you’re getting us to do what you want.  You’ve started to play the drop something on the floor to see you pick it up for me.  You know how to wave bye-bye but prefer to watch us wave and dance for you before deigning to gift us with a wave back.

There are days when it is tough.  When I get frustrated at trying to balance two children, or feel frustrated on your behalf because I have to wake you early from a nap just to go fetch/take Ellie somewhere instead of letting you sleep.  But I can’t imagine our family with you in it.

Happiest of birthdays, my darling.

Love

Mommy

 

A full set of pictures from Rhi’s birthday can be found here.

 

Asking for advice-Disneyland HK

We are going to Disney HK in 3 weeks to celebrate various birthdays (primarily E’s).  I’ve booked the birthday add ons for the room (streamers, balloons and such), the meals with characters, the birthday cake to be given at a meal, and a princess makeover for E

Staying at the Disneyland HK Hotel, 3 days 2 nights.

Also worth noting-the halloween thing will be happening

Apart from that—lay it on me–tips, tricks, advice, warnings–GO!

Disneyland, Anaheim, California (USA)-2005

Flying alone with 2 kids

In the (almost) year since I gave birth to Rhiannon, we have gone on three major trips-a two week trip to the US when she was 2-3 months old, a week long trip to Australia when she was 6 months old, and the month long trip to the US this past August (9-10 months old).  Ravi and I flew together with the girls on the first trip, and my inlaws and Ravi flew with us on the trip to Australia.  But for our long trip back to the US, I had to fly solo with the girls on the way to the US (and Ravi flew back with us at the end).

I’ve flown solo with Ellie a number of times, but the idea of flying with her and Rhi was daunting.  Below are some tips from me for flying with two children as a solo parent.  Keep in mind my kids were 3 1/2 and 9 months when I flew, my 3yo is an experienced flyer, and we were dealing with a 3 leg international flight, and individual tips may or may not be helpful.

Keep in mind that flying with kids is about making the best of a not great situation.  It’s about survival, not perfection.  If you leave a seat with gummy bears stuck to it and crackers ground into it but the kids made it through the flight in one piece and without annoying everyone around them, it’s worth it.  Pick your battles.  Prioritize your problems.

Buy everyone a seat

Yes, you can put your child in lap before they’re 2 and save money.  When traveling with multiple kids, your sanity is a HELL of a lot more important.  Everyone having a seat means you can attend to each kid’s needs better as well as your own.

Also, if there’s three of you-grab a window, middle, aisle set-up.  You don’t want to be in the middle–you can either take the aisle, blocking in your kids, or the middle so that you have a kid on either side.  Car seats should go next to the window as they are a pain to climb over.

Pack carry on items strategically

I see no reason to stint yourself on checked luggage.  There are always porters willing to help you (just keep some local currency–I tend to tip 3-5 per bag, rounded to the nearest 10/20 dollars with some extra if they’re nice to the girls).

Carry on items, however are another story.  I strongly encourage you to minimize as much as possible.

Here’s what I traveled with

–A backpack with my laptop, the tablet, my cell phone, my iPod, Ellie’s iPod, relevant charging cords, some magazines for me and a book for Ellie, a packet of diaper wipes, 4-6 diapers per kid, and a change of clothes for each kid.

–A totebag with snacks, my DSLR camera, and another 2-3 changes of clothes per girl, and an outfit change for me, another packet of wipes and another 4 pullups for older child and 6-10 diapers for the small one, a carseat/stroller toy for Rhi.  Bonus space save tip-kids pjs take up less space as do dresses (if you have girls).

–My purse with my wallet (carrying USD and SGD), passport case, anti-diarrhea meds, kids tylenol and ibuprofen, a hairbrush with several hair elastics wrapped around the handle, and chapstick

–E carried a small back pack with a few small toys–mini etch a sketch, color wonder markers & disney princess book etc.  Nothing I’d be upset about if the pack was lost (this was her first time wearing one, so I had my doubts)

Once at the airport, and past security, I bought–bottles of water, a few snacks, and small odds and ends.

My set-up was as follows

–Rhi was in her car seat, which in turn attaches to a snap n go  frame.  The frame has a large basket under it, which is where I stored the tote and my purse (and E’s backpack when needed), and I wore the laptop back pack.

–When E was tired, I could perch her on the handlebar of the snap n go and still walk–also good if you’re rushing to a connection

–Everything I brought could fit under the seat backs in front of us.  Travelign with kids often means you don’t get on the flight as fast as you’d like (particularly later legs when you’re changing planes) and overhead space is always at a premium anyways.  Not having to worry about whether you’ll get that space or not is a huge relief–and doesn’t screw you if you miss out.  (I once arrived very late to a connection in Hong Kong because of their security checkpoint system and had to gate check a rolling carry on bag–halfway to Chicago I realized it had our sippy cups in it, and was necessary to move Ellie’s car seat around as we used a t-strap that connected one to the other—luckily the flight attendants got me a luggage cart in Chicago to put the car seat on and roll it to luggage pick up–but I never want to deal with that hassle again).

Plan your security approach

In non-US airports, you will need to send laptops through the security individually, but you can retain your (and your children’s shoes).  If your kid is asleep, most non-US security checkpoints will work with you to not need to wake a sleeping kid.  But if they’re awake, the stroller needs to fold down and go through the machine as well.

What worked for me

  1. Pick a line either marked as “for families” or wherever we were sent if there was no better option (as frequent fliers the FF line was usually significantly shorter, so I did used for an over-all time saver)
  2. Appoint Ellie as “in charge of” Rhiannon.
  3. Grab a number of the bins
  4. Backpack off, laptop in a bin, tablet in a bin (ipods and cellphones don’t need to be pulled out/can be tossed in another bin), backpack on belt
  5. Remove Rhi’s carseat from frame
  6. Totebag on belt
  7. purse in a bin on belt with any other random stuff (pull meds out and next to purse-already in ziploc bag)
  8. fold stroller one handed, put on belt (if Rhi’s awake–if not, ask security what they can do to help as the line is approaching the checkpoint)
  9. Remove Rhi (if awake) and put car seat on belt
  10. Send E through metal detector
  11. Walk through detector with Rhi in arms
  12. Get car seat, strap Rhi in, and appoint E in charge
  13. Open stroller frame
  14. Put tote in stroller frame, put Rhi’s car seat back on frame
  15. Replace laptop, tablet, etc in backpack, and put on
  16. Put extra crap back in purse, toss purse under stroller in basket
  17. Get moving

In the US, you need to add in removing your (BUT NOT THE CHILDREN’S SHOES)-I strongly recommend anything that slips on and off easily without needing any sort of hand related assistance.

Again, it’s about thinking things through strategically–what needs to go come out of bags and knowing where it is and how to re-pack efficiently.

Handing your cell phone to the older child to keep them still is smart parenting at this point in the game if you have a kid who will wander (but will stay put if you hand them a cell phone)

Give in to the technology

I realize a lot of parents are anti-tv/screen time or want to really limit it.  On an airplane, screen time provides the biggest bang for the smallest space.  A tablet can show tv/movies, play games, books etc and takes up a very small amount of space.

Along with that–figure out a headphone solution if possible.  Ellie is on the small side so earbuds were the stuff of my nightmares (“Mommy, put it back in” every. five. minutes. for over 7 hours straight–I pretended to have lost them between flights 1 and 2).  Kid headphones sort of worked, but not well.  The best solution was to drape adult headphone around her neck and turn up the volume so that she could hear it, but that it wouldn’t penetrate much further.  However, when she was smaller, I had no problem (and will have no problem when it’s Rhi’s turn), putting on Elmo/Sesame Street whatever with the volume up to a reasonable (not loud) volume–if they’re too small for headphones, the adults around you aren’t, and sometimes that’s the only solution that works (and works far better than my kid screaming the whole flight).

If you’re doing longer flights (HK-Chicago is 15-ish hours), have a game plan to charge stuff as needed.  The laptop could charge everything, so it was in my bag and fully charged, but not used for anything during flights except to charge other things like iPods and phones.

Many planes have in seat entertainment–let your kid watch that as much as they want to, as it will save on the battery life of what you brought.

Bring snacks for them and food for you

On longer flights they may serve meals, but expect your kids to hate it and for you to be too busy to eat it (or for someone to be asleep, etc–someone or many someones are going to be hungry).  I tend to pack baggies of dry cereal, peanut butter crackers, some chocolate (M&M’s, Peanut Butter cups), bag of chips, nuts, and so forth.  Bring a ton of gallon sized ziploc bags in the tote as well–they can work as places to store half eaten food, trash bags, barf bags, a place to put a dirty diaper if you have to change your baby at your seat (not all planes have changing tables and you have no choice–that’s life), somewhere to put clothes that have been spilled on and now need to be washed, etc.  There is no end of the uses for gallon sized ziploc bags.

Have a game plan for getting on the plane

If you have a stroller with you, it will need to be gate checked.  If you have a car seat, it will either need to be gatechecked (if they’re in arms) or brought onto the plane (if they have a seat of their own).  Make sure you have enough free hands to accomplish this.  I was a big weighed down, but I was able to manage the backpack, tote bag, purse and car seat, and E walked onto the plane on her own (even though at times it was a lot of cajoling and pushing her verbally to do it because I couldn’t carry her).

Getting seated on the plane

Once on the plane, get the stuff out of the aisle and under the seats.  Know in advance who will sit where.

Install your carseat

  • Bucket seats will fit rear facing, even in regular economy (although if it’s really tight, the person in front of them won’t be able to lean their seat back–and that’s life).  Thread the seat belt over the top, just as you would if you were installing it in a car without a base.
  • Convertible seats should be installed facing forward, and each seat should tell you how to best belt it in (and you can always google in advance–know how to do it, don’t try to figure it out on the go).
  • If you’re using CARES (the only FAA certified place to put your kids apart from a car seat), install that immediately.

Buckle in or remind older kids to buckle up

Get out what you’ll need during take off and then buckle up yourself
The bathroom

Ellie was more or less potty trained when we flew, but I put her back in pull-ups to be safe.  It was a long enough flight that if we were stuck in a situation where she needed to go but the seat belt sign was on, there would be an accident.  She still used the bathroom as needed, though and no extra pull-ups were used in either direction.

When we’re flying to Hong Kong in a few weeks, I’m just going to let her use her panties as it’s just a 3 hour flight.

When Ellie had to go to the bathroom and Rhi was asleep, I left her in her car seat, knowing that she was safe and couldn’t go anywhere.  When Rhi needed to be changed I’d either take her (or usually her and her sister, since E could always benefit from trying to go) and we used the bathroom with a changing table (somewhat bigger) or the accessible bathroom (bigger).

When I had to go to the bathroom, I usually left both of them, although I tried to not do that more than I had to by limiting drinks and trying to go right before the plane and right after the plane.  But on a long flight, it just needed to happen.  I knew E wouldn’t go wandering and that Rhi was in a car seat, so they were fine.

Have a game plan for getting off the plane

I try to get off the plane as fast as possible.  Yes, you need to wait for your stroller, but it allows the older kid/s to move around a bit while waiting (and sometimes you luck out).  Before the plane lands, repack everything minus the one thing each kid will have for descent.  Then pack that once the plane is on the ground.

Repeat the mommy mantra

This too shall pass

On the flights to the US, Rhi got fed up with her car seat early into the second flight (or about 10 hours into 30 hours of transit).  I unbuckled her and let her climb on me, stand in her car seat, and so forth.  E did her own thing (which was mostly watching Winnie the Pooh over and over and over and over and over).

On the flights back (Ravi was sitting across the aisle so I sort of had back-up, but we’ve realized doing 2 and 2 will be better in the future so each kid has a parent), Rhi was an angel and Ellie was  brat.

What if they’re both acting up?  Deal with the bigger problem first (safety issues, louder, etc) and then the other one just as you would at home.  Skip time outs in favor of bribing–because really, a flight is one long time out on its own.  Just focus on getting everyone to the other side of the flight alive, not kicking the seat in front of them, not screaming, and not running around the plane.

What am I missing that you guys want to know?

 

 

Traveling with two–the flights and layover

I’ll write more of an “advice on traveling with two” over at White as Milk when we get back from the US, but right now my advice can be summarized thusly–don’t think that traveling with two with other adults has any bearing on the experience of traveling with two on your own.
Flight #1

This was actually the smoothest of the flights.  Rhi slept for almost the whole flight.  Ellie was happy to watch the in-flight entertainment.  I got to watch some.  The biggest issue I had was that there were no kid sized headphones (Singapore Air has them, United does not), and even the earbuds I’d bought for Ellie were too big.  She wanted to use them and kept needing me to re-insert them as they kept falling out.  This was annoying enough that after the flight I told her I’d accidentally left them on the plane.

The only other hitch on this flight was the man sitting in front of us.  He was clearly one of those children should be stowed with pets underneath the plane types.  Rhi cried for maybe 5 minutes out of 7 hours.  Ellie sat quietly and behaved the entire flight.  But he kept looking at us…specifically Ellie…with the same expression one reserves for dog excrement on one’s shoe.  Part of me spent part of the flight preparing comebacks should he have said anything to me…I was working on something invoking how my kids were slackers as they didn’t spring to life as fully formed adults like Athena from Zeus’s head.  (yes, even my insults are nerdy.)
Flight #2

Now, had the childhater been on this flight he might have had a point to the dirty looks.  E was (mostly) fine.  Rhi screamed.  Loudly.  It was somewhat awful.  In the end I figured out that she was fine while held and while in her carseat but not buckled in.  Buckling her in was the cue to start screaming…and she can far outscream Ellie’s loudest baby scream.

The other issue with this flight was that after everyone boarding on time and pushing back from the gate on time….Narita closed a runway and used ours to land planes, delaying our takeoff.  Knowing that, I anticipated that we’d end up missing our connection in DC.  But I wasn’t too worried as there was another flight 4 hours later, and having a long break to run around the airport and stretch our legs sounded fine to me.

LAYOVER

I was right.  We missed our plane–we were still in line for security when it took off.  So I went to the Lounge (frequent flier status has its perks) and arranged seats on the 10pm flight to Boston.  We ran around the airport, got food, and generally had a nice time.  We moved to the lounge to charge electronics and kill the last hour or so before boarding.

Then came the delay. Then the next delay and the information that they were “looking for a plane” and “weren’t sure” if the flight was going to get delayed further.  It was not my proudest parenting moment to nod off, and wake up five minutes later to find Ellie grinding cracker into the rug and Rhi eating said cracker from the rug.  I made E apologize and we vacuumed it up.  Then I went to the desk and asked if we could just get on a flight the next day.

The layover ended up being awesome because we have family who live  near Dulles.  They’d never met the baby, so we went over to their home for a few hours.  Then we went to the hotel and were asleep while the flight was still mid air.  In the morning we breakfasted with cousins again, and then we were dropped at the airport.

Flight #3

Domestic first may suck in comparison to international business or international first, but that doesn’t mean I’d ever turn my nose up at it.  However, there was more screaming from Rhi until I held her (so much for her seat).  Because the seats are two on either side of the aisle, Ellie was sitting across from me, next to a grandmother who was delighted to color with her during take off at her request (to my relief).

We arrived on time in a different part of the airport than I’m used to.  However, one of my favorite fast food chains (Panda Express) had an outlet there, so I happily got some orange chicken to scarf while we figured out if my luggage had ever made it to boston (it had) and where it was (another terminal).
By far not my favorite flights, but not as bad as it could’ve been.  We made it in one piece after all.

Arrived

I’ll post specifics later, but for now, here is a quick summation in bullet form

  • I thought I’d been the woman with the crying baby on the plane before.  Rhi took that to a new, embarrassing level.
  • Ellie, on the other hand, is turning into quite the model traveler.  I’m impressed.
  • It took almost the full 7 hours from Singapore to Japan to watch a 2 hour movie.
  • We got delayed leaving Japan for Narita, and consequently missed the initial flight to Boston.
  • We ended up overnighting in DC and it was the best accidental layover ever.
  • We are now safely in Boston.

Non-specific to the travel

  • I now appreciate the efficiency of Changi far more
  • I also now think of both sides of the road as “wrong”  when driving

One parent, two children, flying three legs

One week from tomorrow, I’ll travel solo with the girls to Boston.  This will be my first time doing so with both girls, and I admit to being nervous.

I have extremely tight connections in Tokyo and DC.  While I think the Tokyo connection will be fine–I only have to get off the plane, get through security and get to another plane, and there’s an elite flyer security line at Narita.  However, I am worried about Dulles.  I have ninety minutes to take their “people mover” (think giant moving box on wheels), clear customs and immigration, get my bags and re-check them.  Assuming I can find a porter, it should be fine.  If I can’t find a porter, it is a lock that I will miss my DC-Boston flight as moving five suitcases and two children is more than I can manage with only two hands.  I have looked into booking a porter and it doesn’t seem that Dulles does that (or if they do, the instructions on how to do so are buried beyond the skill level of my google-fu).

To be fair, the tight connection in DC was my choice.  There are better, longer connection in San Francisco and Chicago.  However, the plane that is flown between Tokyo and DC has in seat entertainment in coach.  Considering that was the key to keeping Ellie happy last time (she watched The Lion King over and over and over), and kept me relatively happy as well, it seemed like the best flight pattern.  Also, I have never flown through O’Hare (Chicago) without disaster striking, so I tend to be superstitious and want to avoid it.

Rhiannon will be flying in her own seat.  While it is realistic to fly with a baby in lap across country, or even from Boston to Western Europe, 30+ hours is 20+ hours too many to hold a wriggly nine month old (ten month old on the way back).  My back and my sanity will thank me.  If it were not established that she hates the in-flight bassinet, I might have considered trying that, but given her history with the bassinet on the Singapore-Sydney flight, I’m not willing to risk it.  This also means that Rhi, Ellie and I will have our own little row, which is a relief.

However, I have already begun to repeat my travel mantra…

This too, shall pass

The worst flight can only last so long. 

Eventually we WILL land at Logan where grandparents, Dunkin Donuts, and the baw-ston accent will embrace us.  We will be shuttled to Friendly’s where too large portions of fried American food and bowls of American ice cream will fill our bellies after almost 30 hours of subsisting on what we bring ourselves (and if we are exceptionally lucky, airplane food that is merely unfortunate as opposed to repulsive).  My in-laws will take us to their house, where we have rooms we consider “ours” and the luxury of a shower that doesn’t run out of hot water after only 15 minutes.

Keep us in your thoughts next Wednesday.  If anyone has mystical powers that can make a plane land early or make porters appear…your help with the DC part of things would be much appreciated.

 

500

This is my 500th post at Expat Bostonians.

I began the blog on March 8th, 2010; 2 years, 2 months and 9 or 10 days (depending on how you count the time difference) ago.  A blog seemed like the logical way to keep our friends back home apprised of what life here in the Lion City was like.  Before I moved here, the only things I knew (or thought I knew) about Singapore was that some American kid had gotten caned here when I was in high school, and that chewing gum was illegal here.

In honor of my 500th post, I thought I’d share some of my favorite posts in chronological order.

2010–Lots of factual posts (what does the money here look like), not a ton of introspection.  I think I was so busy taking in Singapore that I couldn’t really process it.

Our look see visit to Singapore — This is a favorite post because it’s my baseline.  It contains my first photos and impressions of Singapore.  This is a post I look back at to see how far I’ve come.

Awkward–My first post about hiring a helper.

4th of July, Singaporean Style–Our first big American holiday spent in Singapore, and a favorite memory to this day.  I’ve loved the American 4th of July event both years we’ve been here, and I’m looking forward to our third in a few months.

Palawan Beach–Our first visit there, and contains some of my favorite photos.

Thailand, Part 2–Describes one of the coolest things I’ve done in Southeast Asia-the Siam Safari in Phuket.  A 6 hour adventure that tried to balance eco-tourism with preserving culture, and the struggles that come with it.  I’m a nerd, so learning on vacation=YAY.  Also-BABY ELEPHANTS! Extremely long entry, but one of my all time favorites

Christmas out and about in Singapore–I was totally thrown by stores being open and seeing Christmas treated as just another state sanctioned holiday.

2011-I got to know more people and began to really participate in the blogging community here.  I started writing posts that tried to get to the why instead of the what.  WHY were things the way they were instead of a book report.

Happy (sort of ) New Years–I live tweeted the NYE special with Kirsten and this post shares some of the highlights. Sort of New Years because it was 2011 in Singapore but still 2010 in Boston.

Skin Whitening…it’s a “thing” here–One of the first posts discussing my discomfort with the way whiteness is idealized here.

Having a Maid…the bad and the ugly–Singapore practically expects you to have a maid, but few people talk about the negatives.  This post explored the negatives both from the culture clash perspective and the issues within Singapore itself (the racism and abuses).

What do I do when the power goes out and other questions I forgot to ask–just when you think you’ve figured out expat life, something happens to totally upend your sense of comfort.

Hong Kong-Goldfish Market and Street Markets–On our child-free vacation in Hong Kong, Ravi and I visited the Goldfish Market in Hong Kong and it was another really memorable vacation moment.

Bad Expat (Part 1-ur doin it rong)–In which I explain all the ways I suck at being an expat.

Seth Rogen talks about Singapore–and SG isn’t happy–this was the first time I felt like I could explain and understand both sides of a US/SG critique and conflict of humor.

Things you don’t see/hear in Singapore–After a trip home, I began to realize there are some things I never see or hear in Singapore

Maids, Cultural Expectations and the Importance of Modeling (expat to expat advice)–A post that really talks about the cultural issues (small and big) that come with having a maid.

Pink Dot 2011–I was so proud to be at Pink Dot (an celebration of all love, particularly LGBT love and the only pro-gay event in Singapore) last year, when Google stepped up as the first ever corporate sponsor.

A negative experience at a doctor’s office and maybe some news–It feels strange to put such an angry post on my “favorites/top” list.  However, I think it is well written and it clearly articulates an issue I’ve had repeatedly with older male doctors in Singapore-being condescended to/spoken to as if I were my 3 year old.  As an expat, you have to constantly negotiate cultural issues, and, in general, it is best to learn to bend and to be flexible.  However, it is also okay to have lines that you can not, under any circumstance, cross.  This experience was one of them.

Our second 4th of July in Singapore-Our second, and equally memorable 4th of July in Singapore

My tale of laptop woe grows–I take my laptop to a certified apple repair center, tragic hilarity ensues

Comparing Singaporean and American Pregnancy Guides–After having a baby in the US, I wanted to read a local pregnancy guide to figure out how the approach locally was different.

My first name is not Crystalann–I like the post more because of the really interesting conversation it inspired in the comments section about names and culture.

Validation-The post I wrote after my first fiction short story acceptance

Santa Cruz Boardwalk-A wonderful day with Ellie on vacation.  Ravi was sick, and I was pregnant, so it was one of our last big adventures just her and I before the baby arrived.  I also love the pictures.

Why I didn’t want to be in the US on 9/11-On the 10th anniversary of 9/11, I was in the US and I was reminded of many of the things I don’t like about being an American, and why we have such a bad reputation abroad.

Just WHAT is in those 8 suitcases Part 1 and Part 2 –A photo essay of the kind of nonsense we bring back to Singapore from home.

Prenatal care in the US vs Singapore–Shh, don’t tell anyone, but I might like Singaporean prenatal care better.

Rhiannon Arcadia-I got to announce and post a picture of my newly born 2nd child.  Of course it’s a favorite.

An American Halloween in Singapore–We go trick or treating!

Happy Birthday Elanor–her 3rd birthday post

Slutwalk Singapore 2011–I took the girls to slutwalk because I want to raise them to be strong independent feminists.

Wicked Green Carpet and Gala–I won tickets to the black tie gala premiere of Wicked in Singapore.  My friend Kirsten and I and our lack of social skills went…hilarity ensued.

Oh Christmas Tree—We had a great Christmas Tree, until the cats went on the offensive

Disconnect-Firing B was not a highlight of my blog, but it was one of the most significant events, and for that reason, I need to include it.

2012-I’m really proud that so far in 2012, I got nominated for a Singapore Blog Award, was named a top blog by InterNations and have started contributing professionally at White As Milk.

Irresistible-The book with my short story in it was published (the short story is under a pen name, but if you read the book, you’ll be able to figure it out, trust me)

That does not mean what you think it means–English vs English FAIL

Lessons learned from my negative maid experience–I take ownership of my mistakes in the whole B debacle

What I love about Singapore that has nothing to do with my children–I had to really think about this as all my reflexive answers have to do with my kids.

Where are you from–I share a story about Ravi and wonder aloud how my 3rd culture kids are going to react to their home culture…or if they’ll even consider it their home culture

Stuff I wish I hadn’t brought to Singapore–Things that I’ve found around the house that have me wondering just what I was thinking when I brought them to Singapore

Elanor and the ACA–why health care matters–Elanor’s story (warning–possible triggers as it does graphically describe what happened to Ellie at a week of age, including how close she came to death, and includes a photo from intensive care)

When I was six–What life was like for me in small town MA as a kid in the 80′s

My misconceptions about Expat Life–Boy did I have it wrong on some things.

Ways that living in Singapore have changed me—the shallow edition

Wild Life Sydney Zoo at Darling Harbour–the highlight of our trip to Australia

My bank is trying to Punk Me-another absurd/hilarious tale of customer service hell

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