Last week I went on a trip to Oklahoma to see my brother graduate from college. What an enormous accomplishment for Woody! I'm definitely a proud big sister!
I went to Oklahoma without Nyla because, let's be honest, what a nightmare having an almost-2-year-old on an airplane flight for a three day trip. So Paul and I decided she would stay home and I would go by myself. Secretly in my head, I was saying "YES!" I could hear the George Michael song in my head: "Freeedooooommmm...FREEEEEDOOOOOMMMM." :)
Thursday morning, I headed out to the airport with my parents and aunt and uncle. It was about then that I started to get a little itchy about being gone. Then we sat down in our seats on the flight and I was getting extremely itchy about it. It's not that I don't trust Paul at home with Nyla; he's a wonderful father! I just was starting to feel extremely apprehensive about being away from my girl.
When the airplane began to push back from the gate, I started to cry. My apprehensions got the best of me and I waved my white flag: I was going to miss Nyla and part of me was terrified that something was going to happen to her or to me while I was gone.
I was sitting in row 17B (middle seat) and I was really trying to hold it together. I had one guy to the right of me at the window seat and then another man on the other side of me whose wife and children were across the aisle. And then there was me, tears streaming down my face. I was blotting my tears with my scarf and trying to maintain some sort of dignity through this crying episode.
Mr. Window saw me crying out of the corner of his eye and promptly turned his entire body so that he was straight up facing the window. Mr. Family Guy kept making "crying" hand signals to his wife and pointing at me. I'm relatively certain I made those two men uncomfortable, but I didn't care. You guys, I couldn't stop crying! I cried all through taxiing, takeoff, and 15 minutes into the flight...a good 30-40 minutes of crying.
Thankfully I was able to get through the rest of the trip episode-free. Whew! It was just that initial, "OMG-I'm-leaving-Nyla-and-something-might-happen-what-if-she-needs-me" freakout. After that, I was good to go!
I'm thinking she'll go with me on our next trip though...I missed my sweet girl!
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