Finally, (sigh) I am home. 7 days away from my home, my son, and my husband- it feels amazing to be back. Because we were hopping around to a new state every 2 days, it was so hard to get Luke naps, decent bedtimes, or even a good night sleep. Plus we were spread out over 3 time zones. Anyway it was a great trip= but I won't be doing that again soon. For those of you who prayed for the flights. 3/4 were hell- but the last one was good. Thanks God- for your sense of humor. I cried on 2/4. My mom rode beside me on the way back for one of the flights and witnessed Luke's Dr. Jeykll and Mr. Hide moments (or hours). She probably has a better understanding now of why I dreaded this so much. It's so crazy- because many kids do fine. The little 3 yr old in front of us was sitting nicely- fell asleep, and all was good. My child kicked and screamed so hard for so long with no relief that I just wanted to disappear. I finally was able to stand up with him while we were waiting for our plane to have a gate- and I just turned around (because I was at the very back of the plane) and I bawled. Anyway- it's over. That's what I like to focus on.
Here are some pics from the trip.
These are my dad's parents. I hadn't been to their home in 7 years.
I can't seem to get the rest of my pictures to upload. I'll have to try later. I have some cute ones with my niece and nephew.
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Glad to hear that the last flight went well. I can't wait to see you this Wednesday and hear more about your trip. We missed you last week.
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