Airport Anxiety

As many of you may know, I am deathly afraid of heights and airplanes go pretty high right? So for the few days leading up to our trip, I was beginning to feel the sporadic panic attacks coming on....each day they grew worse. I knew I needed to get everything under control as I would be flying alone with the Princess and I didn't want her to sense my nervousness. I was really building up the plane ride for her so she would enjoy it and be comfortable on her first plane ride. The night before (as you can see from the previous post) I was trying to keep myself distracted, hence "losing" the keys. I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, and my stomach was in knots the night before and the entire day while waiting to pick her up. It didn't help that it was also a horrible day at work and I was late picking Princess up. However, when I got her from school and we got in the car and I told her we were on our way to the airport-her face lit up and my heart lifted....She was so excited and talked the entire car ride to Atlanta and I forgot I nervous. I forgot to BE nervous. I was fine in the airport (I'm usually ready to throw up by then). I was fine getting on the plane and only started to feel a little anxiety as we were buckling up. I used some of my prescription meds to prevent a major attack and then just sat back and enjoyed watching my baby on her first plane ride. She was wonderful....she had a blast and everyone around us that was grunting and seemingly quietly moaning about a toddler sitting near them were so impressed with how well she did. I received many compliments on how well behaved she was and how cute it was that she enjoyed her first ever plane ride.
Because of this and my Princess-I now believe the majority of my anxiety regarding flying is gone....I said majority, not all! Usually the day before we fly home the anxiety begins again.....this time, Nothing.....Nothing in the airport, nothing even when we were seated on the plane. DH was with us this time so he held my hand during take off (one of the worst parts for me) but Princess started crying because "(her) belly hurts." Meaning we had A LOT of turbulence taking off and getting all the way up. (There were lots of ups and downs which you know makes your belly feel weird.) I just wrapped my arms around her and we sang songs until we were all the way up....Everyone told me being a mother would change your life FOREVER and of course I only half a$$ listened...but it really does. Who would have thought I would overcome my flight anxiety......For my sweet little Princess I can do anything......