Sweet Pea was born five days before I turned 40 years old. So, basically I spent a good 20 years as an adult cringing every time a family with young children sat anywhere near me on a plane. Now, as we prepare to fly from Baltimore to Seattle with Sweet Pea for the first time, every judgemental stare and disapproving sigh comes rushing back to me as an ironic reminder that everything that goes around really does come around. Oh, but I hope that is wrong. I don't want Sweet Pea to be 'that' child. I don't want to be that parent!