“I’m not sure who exactly coined the term “flying the friendly skies”, but I am living proof that you can travel with young children. I remember before I had kids thinking that travel was so easy. I’d hop a plane, grab a glass of red wine, take a Dramamine, and miraculously land at my destination. Don’t get me wrong, wine…
Four minutes after confirming my pregnancy, my husband and I realized we had twelve minutes of baby experience between us. “Should we have talked about this?” I asked. “Eh,” Bart shrugged. “You can learn anything on YouTube.” Truth was, we were terrified. We didn’t even really like kids. Having one of our own seemed like a big risk. The quest…