baby jet-setting...or squirming

Ahhh the times of ease on the airplane, when James and I each took one kid, and they slept basically the entire time of travel....where have those days gone? Oh yeah I forgot that I gave those up when I decided to take a trip solo, with both kids. Whoops! So we leave in the morning to head to see our family, and friends in Utah for a few weeks, and I am already frazzled just thinking of how to contain each child on the flights.
Basically I feel like a basket case just really worried that I am going to crack when people shoot me dirty looks because I am traveling with kids, not just one but two, so they outnumber me. A few of my friends have recently made trips in the same situation, one mom, two kids, and they seemed to come out on top, but I am still wary of the damage that Gwen, or a crying Harrison would do to me and those trapped on the same aircraft as us. Deep breaths, deep breaths. I hope that I am just worked up over what will turn out to be crazy thoughts, but with my kids, honestly one never knows what to expect. Wish us luck.