Made it half way to Dallas for the night. Had a great flight and finished half my book already! What a hoot it is and quite refreshing to read of another mother's world of childrearing. Love this excerpt, which I can echo the experience verbatim myself when traveling with little humans, minus the twins part.
I'm not gonna lie, I'm thoroughly enjoying just taking up one seat on this plane. Yet visiting the coffin sized washroom did bring back unfond memories of juggling diapers and kids and bags while suffering claustrophobia and resisting my OC slant to want to clean the whole space without actually touching anything. I found it quite amusing today that air conditioning needs to be pumping full bore into the tiny closet, maybe to offset that smothering feeling, and that when flushing the toilet the force is so strong it showers the whole space (hence the instructions to close the lid), and that they actually have to post a sign to not dispose of cigarettes in the paper towel garbage can, while smoking is supposedly strictly prohibited. Duh. But hey, every policy has a reason for being posted, cause someone must have tried it.
So for every mom out there, or those of you in your pre-mom state, you gotta read this book. I can so relate, so funny that's how I've felt. "Don't Lick the Minivan,' and other things I never thought I'd say to my kids"
Getting some quiet shut eye before tomorrows early flight- I can't remember the last time I was actually in bed by 9:30pm.