Up Up and Away!

Up Up and Away!
Rivki D. Rosenwald Esq., CLC, SDS

No please not there.
No, it better not be.
Oh no – Noooot that seat!
They’ll shoot us.
…You are walking on a plane.
With your 2 year old at your side and baby in tow.
And there, right in front of you, right next to your designated seat, is adult after adult after adult. And they are all looking at you like you just killed something.
And you did. They’re relaxing flight!

Oh-no not there.
It better not be.
That can’t be my seat.
Who messed this booking up?
You are walking on to a plane with lap top and work load in tow.
And there right in front of you is a family with kids of all ages. Next to, a family with a new born baby and next to a family with a five year old.
Can this really be your destiny for the next four hours?
Maybe- You can make a mad dash for the cockpit?!

Did you ever realize that people who don’t have a baby with them, have amnesia?!
They are completely unaware that there was ever a time they were a baby or had a baby.

Why do people spend restless nights pacing back and forth, or bopping their kid up and down  just to get a drop of shut eye? Why not just resort to this magic formula, they are purported to have on a plane,  for these difficult times? Wouldn’t that be easier? Why torture themselves like this?!

Do people really think someone enjoys hearing their own baby cry throughout the whole flight? Perhaps you’d suggest they just leave the kid at home? Capital idea!!
Just one question; Who is watching the kid- you?!

Let me tell you- I know it’s no fun
to be the audience to the endless balling with no place to escape. But you do realize, it is no fun to be the one causing it either. Stuck with all the stress of the kid to deal with and then the judgmental mumbles and stares of everyone else piled on top.

It’s enough to make you want to take a flight somewhere!

Isn’t it a joy when someone leans over and says- Don’t worry, I don’t mind the baby at all, I happen to love babies. Though – it is kind of curious why, 10 minutes later, you see the same woman taking a stroll on the wing.

Now, I’m not saying I don’t have empathy for the busy executive or tired traveler who wants some rest and relaxation on their three hour flight-as opposed to the cacophony of a yelling infant the entire time.
After all –
I very often am that traveler.

But then again, I sometimes am the one holding the baby too.

This is not a simple problem.

There is no place to get away in that single compartment transport.  Not for one or the other.

It’s this giant slice of humanity, streaking through the sky to some new destination.

And whoever chose that day, that flight – You’re all in it together.

It’s enough to make you CRY!

But let me warn you – – – – Just don’t do it on the plane!!!!

Rivki Rosenwald is a certified relationship counselor, and career and life coach. She can be contacted at 917-705-2004 or rivki@rosenwalds.com

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