It’s 01:30 and I’m wide awake. Not because I’m not tired (I have a toddler. I will be tired from now until eternity), but because my brain won’t switch off. My brain won’t switch off because it’s contemplating the short flight I’ll have to endure with my family for our impending holidays.

It’s been a while since I’ve flown. And more than that, it’s been a while since I’ve flown with my husband who is also a terrible flyer. And of course, we’ve never flown with our ‘energetic’ 15 month old daughter.

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