Just back home after spending a week in Paris. I know I posted pictures and videos of all the positive and fabulous things we did as a family. But what I didn’t post was about how exhausting it was……especially with 2 children in tow. The never ending bickering between the two, my son who was constantly moaning at how bored he was. He was annoyed at having to que up to partake in any activity (such is the reality of how hectic Paris is).
Don’t let social media lie to you. Travelling with children is psychologically and emotionally tiring. No matter what you do to prepare yourself, or whatever strategies you have in place, you can be guaranteed they will come up with something sh*t to test your patience. Sometimes you even think maybe someone is pranking you, because you cannot fathom why this child would rather suffer heatstroke than take their thick hoodie off ( in 28°C Paris heat ) because they don’t like the sleeveless t-shirt underneath.
I won’t lie, I was really annoyed to hear they were bored. Here we are, one of the most beautiful cities in the world with a rich history and culture, and you want to tell me you are bored!!!!!!!! I would have done anything to have this opportunity at their age. When I was growing up, travelling out of Zimbabwe was I luxury I could never dream of.
After much reflection, I realised they can only appreciate what they can’t/don’t have. My children are lucky enough to travel to a foreign destination at least once a year, so for them it’s a reality of their lives. In fact, my son declared next year he wants to go and see the leaning tower of Pisa.
By the end of the trip, I realised they did actually take in information on the guided tours we went on. They even pointed out the oldest bridge in Paris, and they knew the names of all the ionic Paris structures/buildings that we visited. For the most part, they were good. It’s that 20% of the time where things get a little hairy and literally sucks the life out of you, albeit only for a few minutes.
But you get through it. It’s in that brief second your child comes and gives you a hug and kiss and says thank you for being the best parent. Ladies and Gentlemen, it is in this moment that you forget their negative behaviour and feel a sense of joy and accomplishment for being able to give them this experience.
Bottom line is, I cannot expect them to appreciate things I never had. Their reality is completely different to mine. To them, the world is literally their oyster.