Motion Sickness and Summer VacationsOz Spies
After a half a dozen car and plane puke fests, it’s become clear that Jonas is very, very, very prone to motion sickness, the poor kid.
We just returned from a trip out to the East Coast to visit family, and on the way out, he turned the plane and our rental car into his own personal vomitorium. We drove through the backwoods of New Hampshire, pulling over to wipe down the kid, the car, and, in several particularly horrible instances, his beloved dogdog. It was six hours of family stomach upset fun.
My hair and clothes were equally gross, since the spray reached all the way up to me. One thing a baby needs after throwing up is a hug from his mama, and so I just had to hold my breath and give them to him. And then take a long, long, long shower. Luckily, the place we stayed had a laundry room, so we could wash the week’s worth of rancid laundry we created in just one day. That’s now top on my list for future vacation requirements – on-site laundry facilities.
Each time, it starts the same way. He gets very, very quiet, rubs his eyes, and stares off in the distance – maybe off at some quiet, still, motion sickness-free place, where there’s never any windy roads or turbulence or rocking boats. It’s the calm before the stomach emptying storm.
You can guess what happens next.
On the plane, he went through all four of our little blue bags, and then we had to get extra large plastic ones from the flight attendants.
After each round, he mourns for a bit, sobbing out, “Spit up. Yuck! Spit up.” Yuck is right.
Then, a few minutes later, he’d feel much better, and while he was getting cleaned up, he even sang to himself and shouted out, “Airplane. Hurray!” So, at least this nasty side effect isn’t ruining his love of transportation and air travel. He even got a new choo choo train and a stuffed monkey during our random rural Kmart stop for more paper towels and wipes, so from his perspective, it was a pretty good deal.
He’s not old enough yet for antinausea medications, so for the return flight we cobbled together our own puke-fighting strategy.
1. Bring at least two sets of spare clothes
2. Pack enough wipes for a dozen toddlers
3. Bring extra receiving blankets, and tuck them around the kid – and you – the minute he starts to stare off into the distance
4. Stick to bland foods
5. Keep the little blue stomach upset bag ready at all times
6. Keep all fingers and toes crossed and pray for no turbulence
I huddled next to him with an open bag asking, “Jonas, are you going to spit up?” so many times that I annoyed him. Cover his legs with stickers and kick the back of the seat in front of him, yes, but puke, thankfully, no.
Somehow, he made it through without even one round. Less turbulence plus a long nap and our over preparation did the trick. Now, I’m off to find more puke-fighting strategies for the rest of our summer flights and road trips.