If you’ve read my posts in the past, you know that I fly a lot with my two toddlers, usually alone. Jealous? Navigating an airport is hard with kids. I have learned a lot of tricks along the way to make flying a little easier. I know the snacks to pack, how to organize my bag to breeze through security and to put them in overnight diapers one size up because airplanes still don’t have changing tables (someone please fix this). One thing childless people don’t think about is the challenge of using the restroom. Myself, two kids, carry on bags and a double BOB stroller just don’t fit inside a stall. That my friends, is where airport family restrooms SAVE THE DAY. But they only save the day when grown men aren’t using them to poop in peace. Men, listen up: the family bathroom is not your pooping sanctuary.
I have probably flown close to 100 times with my kids. I can’t even tell you the amount of times I’ve rushed off the plane with a full bladder, both kids with diapers that are about to explode and found myself at a locked door at the family bathroom. That’s cool. Another mom made it there before me. “Shh, honey, don’t talk to mommy, she is about to pee her pants.” 5 minutes goes by….Wow, this mom must have 3 kids with her, that must be really hard. 10 minutes goes by….Ok, yeah, she is probably breastfeeding. I hated nursing in public too. Click! Finally the door unlocks and I come face to face with a MAN. A man all alone who mutters “sorry” to me as he rushes away before I can smell what he was up to in the family bathroom.
Men, stop being selfish. If you find yourself at the airport and you need to go number two, muster up some courage and go into the men’s bathroom. You aren’t pooping in front of people, you’re hidden behind a door. You know who has pooped literally in front of strangers? Moms. We’ve laid naked with our legs open to strangers, while we pushed a human and other stuff out of our bodies. If we can do that, you can poop in a public restroom. You will never see these people again.
Family restrooms are for families. They are for an adult who has children with them. For children who need to get diapers changed. They are for parents who need to feed their babies. They are not for a solo traveler, man or woman, who needs to poop in peace. Please, the next time you are about to walk into a family bathroom, check behind you. Do you have a child with you? No? Don’t go in.
A mom who flies with toddlers