I actually used to be a travel editor at Conde Nast

M started throwing up in the last ten minutes of our flight home from Scotland. This was fine, you know, she’s at the age now where she’s able to pre-announce these things — I’m going to throw up — so I was right there with the bag. Stuck it over her face like she was Black Beauty. I felt very competent, as a mother, in that moment. But this was fleetin…