Traveling used to be one of my greatest joys—whether it was by plane, car, or on foot, each journey was an exciting adventure. However, with two young kids under the age of 5, my enthusiasm has waned significantly. While my friends and even my partner may not share my sentiments, I find that I often prefer to invest in a babysitter and enjoy a peaceful weekend alone rather than dealing with the chaos of family travel.
I wholeheartedly believe in creating lasting memories for my children, much like my parents did for me during my own childhood adventures. I cherish the numerous places I have explored—be it historical landmarks or fun-filled destinations. I do intend to share similar experiences with my kids, but I’m opting to wait until they’re older. Sorry, Grandma. Sorry, friends. The kids are not coming with us this time, and here’s why:
1. Endless Preparation
It may seem straightforward, but if you’ve been there, you know the reality. The sheer volume of items required for a simple afternoon outing is staggering. Now, multiply that by 10 for a trip! From packing for potential weather changes to anticipating accidents and activities, the lists are endless. Then there’s the dilemma of whether to bring their beloved stuffed animal—do you risk losing it or face bedtime without it?
2. The Travel Journey
No matter how you approach it, the travel day is always challenging. The kids start off buzzing with excitement, only to be asking how much longer we have just 15 minutes in. An hour into the trip, the snacks have vanished, and twenty minutes later, the toys and activities are exhausted. The only things left to entertain are some candy and possibly some Benadryl. By the time we arrive at our destination, we look like we’ve completed an Ironman—a grueling experience indeed.
3. First Impressions
The moment we arrive, my children react as if they’ve just won the lottery—screaming, jumping, and running around with boundless energy. Good luck calming them down, especially after an early wake-up call. The excitement can lead to an overtired meltdown, which is never fun.
4. Meal Time Madness
No matter what I prepare or what is provided, mealtimes become a battlefield. The pasta isn’t the right shape, the cheese looks peculiar, or the presence of vegetables earns a dramatic “I’m not hungry!” from my little ones. The struggle ensues—pasta gets cut, cheese gets stirred, and green bits are meticulously removed. If that fails, I’m digging into my purse for stale snacks. One meal down, and I’m already anticipating the next dilemma.
5. Bedtime Catastrophe
Without a doubt, bedtime is my least favorite part of traveling. I dream of the day they can comfortably sleep on the floor in their adorable sleeping bags, but for now, they are accustomed to their own beds. This is crucial for them, especially in unfamiliar surroundings. If we’re fortunate enough to have separate rooms, a mysterious shadow or sound can easily trigger a wake-up call for both kids. The night is then spent navigating their fears and anxieties, while everyone else enjoys a quiet evening. It’s socializing paired with sleep deprivation at its finest.
While my children may enjoy playing with distant relatives, the reality of a trip often falls on me. They may have fun, but they also experience fatigue, hunger, and the occasional upset stomach. It’s a balancing act of addressing their needs while managing the chaos. For now, I look forward to some adult-only travel and relaxation. Want to see the kids? Let’s plan a visit at our home—I promise to show you every shadow in the room before bedtime!
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In summary, while traveling can be a great adventure, the realities of traveling with young children can often be overwhelming. The preparation, travel days, excitement, meal times, and bedtime routines can transform what should be a joyful experience into a stressful endeavor. For now, I’ll cherish my solo getaways and look forward to family trips in the future when my kids are older.