Alina Arno LASH educator Toronto

Before having a baby, I thought traveling with an infant would be easy.
Then he was born… and suddenly even thinking about a 5-hour road trip felt terrifying 😅

Especially with a 3-month-old.

But at some point I realized — if we keep waiting for the “perfect age,” we might never go anywhere.

Travel looks very different now.
Before, we could randomly go on a trip, blast music, and drive for hours without stopping.

Now our road trips sound more like:

“Turn on his favorite song so he falls asleep.”
“When’s the next gas station so we can take him out, stretch, and feed him?”
“Why is he crying?”
“How would I know? He’s not telling me.” 😂

Now you plan everything around the baby’s schedule.
We stopped often.
Didn’t try to squeeze a million tourist spots into one day.

The most surprising thing is how much babies feel your energy.
If I’m stressed, rushing, or trying to control everything — he picks up on it immediately.

So when Denis quietly helped, carried Kristian, or calmed him down himself, I instantly felt more relaxed too.

This trip taught me to slow down and stop getting upset when things don’t go according to plan.

And honestly…
That evening in the hotel room, the three of us were exhausted but so happy.

I genuinely can’t imagine life without Kristian now.
It’s definitely harder sometimes — but way more fun too 🤍

Next trip: a 5-hour flight 😅
Any parents here who’ve flown with a baby? Share your best tips.

It wasn’t as scary as I thought it would be 👇🏼

Our first road trip with a 3-month-old baby — 5 hours in the car. I wanted to prepare for everything, but honestly, people’s advice only made me more anxious.

So here’s what I learned:

Breastfeeding saved us. We stopped every 2 hours so we could all stretch, get some fresh air, and feed the baby.

Pack way more clothes than you think you’ll need — around 3 outfits per day just in case of little accidents.

Long sightseeing walks are not really realistic with a baby this small. Their nervous system gets overwhelmed very quickly by everything they see and experience.

Even when we got back to the hotel in the evening, it took us a long time to calm Kris down. He cried from being overstimulated and overtired. It was like he just couldn’t slow down and relax anymore.

We used our baby carrier a lot — definitely recommend bringing one on trips.

And then there are all the small but important things:
wet wipes, a thermos for warming water/formula, 5 bottles, bibs, teething toys, soft books, rattles, zip-up tops for breastfeeding moms, pacifiers (although ours still refuses them), a nasal aspirator, and around 8 diapers per day.

That’s pretty much it.

When I was preparing for this trip, I really wanted to hear someone else’s real experience traveling with a baby, so I hope this post helps another mom too 🧡

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I feel guilty when my son is even without my attention for just 5 minutes…

And I realized why.

As a child, I didn’t get enough attention. I was born when my mom was 17. My parents were still kids themselves, often busy living their own lives. On top of that, we grew up with very little — there wasn’t an abundance of food, let alone toys.

Of course, I understand they gave me everything they could. But I still remember those moments when I felt their absence… and I think on some unconscious level, I now carry this fear of not giving my son enough attention.

That’s why I feel guilty when I go do my own things — whether it’s chores, work, or even just sitting on my phone. Like I constantly have to entertain him. And honestly, it’s not hard for me (at least for now 😁)

But at the same time, it feels like I’m running myself into the ground. I’m on maternity leave and I don’t even watch shows — I don’t allow myself to. I’m trying to do everything and more: build my blog, keep the house in order, handle the move, focus on my baby’s development… and in all of this, I can even forget to eat for the entire day.

That’s where I’m at right now.

How are you doing?