The time had come. The time for Baby Z to embark on his first flight abroad. Out of the place he knew to be home, Dubai, and into a closed cabin of cool temperature and strangers who would become support systems, where he was essentially locked into for the duration of a 7 hour plane journey. Oh the excitement was just unreal!
There seems to be a huge competition between parents. Judging each other on the milestones that their offspring have reached has become a normal practice. We all do it but what do we gain from it?