I flew with my two-month-old son

I flew with my two-month-old son, who cried constantly during the flight: my neighbor didn’t like it, and then he suddenly did this…

I flew with my two-month-old son, who cried constantly during the flight: my neighbor didn’t like it, and then he suddenly did this… 😱😱

That day, I had to board the plane with my two-month-old son. My husband was in another city, and we were flying to him together. I had no other help — no relatives or friends nearby. The six-hour flight felt like an eternity.

My baby, usually calm and quiet, was irritated that day — maybe because of the pressure, the noise, or simply tiredness. He cried often, couldn’t sleep, and I held on with all my strength not to cry along with him.

When the flight attendant brought the meal, I couldn’t even think about eating properly. The baby was in my arms the whole time — feeding, diaper changes, attempts to soothe him to sleep.

This is my routine. I’m not complaining. But this time, a man in a suit sat next to me — it was clear he was traveling on important business. He looked tired, irritated, sighed heavily, gave us sideways glances, and muttered to himself. I felt worse and worse. I couldn’t even look at him without feeling guilty. I knew he was barely holding back from yelling at me.

I held on until the man looked at me and said something that left me in shock for a while 😲😲

Continued in the first comment 👇👇

— Give me the baby. I’ll hold him, and you try to get some sleep.

I was stunned.