Now that my feet are planted firmly on the ground I can finally enjoy my vacation! Yes, the flight went just fine. I was nervous, as anticipated, and I was non medicated, which was not anticipated. I did, however, have a three year old who I felt like would deal better with a plane ride if her mother was not sobbing prior to boarding so that helped.
As we walked in to the plane we passed the captain and I just had to double check to make sure he thought we would be safe. He assured me we would be fine. I thanked him, on behalf of my nervous toddler (poor Gwen, always the scapegoat), and Gwen and I each got a pair of wings to wear.
The flight was smooth and uneventful (thank goodness!), except that Bentley had a dirty diaper. I don't think plane designers anticipate that happening.
I cried when I could see the mountains out of the plane window....I AM HOME! It is so nice to feel embraced by mountains, protected from the world. I don't know, I feel so exposed in Texas! It is also nice to take a break from being in charge. It's nice to let Blaine's parents be the bosses and I can just sit back and be a kid again, well a kid that is in charge of two other kids, but at least I am not having to worry about mortgages and sprinkler systems (oh crap....can someone go water my lawn?).
I am loving it. I don't want to go back to Texas. Ever. So if I never come back, I will miss you Texans!
We are in Anaheim this morning getting ready to visit the happiest place on earth. I'm excited except for the fact that Bentley has given up on sleeping (ever) and Gwen has been in a perpetual bad mood (also due to sleep and sugar overload I think). So I am nervous. Oh yes, and we forgot the sunshade for our stroller, what a dumb thing to forget. That is going to be miserable.
Anyway, just a quick update to say I'm alive and I don't have to fly again for almost three weeks!