Maybe you’ve noticed that I’ve been off the radar for a while. Well, I’ve been busy and a lot of that time as been spent in airports (and on the phone with one particular airline). Let me explain…
As a parent, one of my mantras is to expect the unexpected (that and to set my expectations low). But our vacation this past week really threw me for a loop. We didn’t have one or two, but three fights canceled. Luckily for us, we were already at the airport for only one of the canceled flights.
Now, anyone who is a parent knows how much preparation goes into planning a trip with children. I had my packing lists checked off, bags (mostly) ready to go, and a flight booked for bedtime – a mom can always hope for a peaceful trip. So when that first flight was canceled, I was not happy. Little did I know, this would become the theme of our trip. After two more canceled flights which caused me to miss a business trip and have our stay in Florida extended by two days, all we cared about was getting home.
But let me tell you, handling all this was hard for me. I like to have my plans, and to feel at least somewhat organized. And as a parent, being organized and having a routine helps me (and my family) get through the day. So being able to let all these changes in plans just roll off me was difficult. But I had to! It’s funny how you can want something so much, but when you get it, because it isn’t in the way you planned, you almost miss it (or don’t appreciate it). I always want to have more time with family, and our trips always seem so short. Having a return flight delay of two days gave us more downtime, more time to just relax with family, instead of going non-stop the whole time. The flight cancelations were a blessing in disguise.
I have to admit I am still disappointed about missing the business trip, too, but as my husband said, that was an ambitious plan (I was set to go directly from vacation in Florida to a work even out west, leaving my husband and son on their own go get home from the airport). Just remember – low expectations.
Sometime, things don’t go as planned, but by making the best of such situations, we can find the good in them and learn to quickly adapt. The alternative would be to mope around, being sad that things didn’t go just as planned, and who has time for that?
How do you adapt to unexpected changes in plans? Did this change when you became a parent?
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