We leave Thursday before the crack of dawn. I’m starting to freak out a little bit. I think the family gathering on Easter started it – I realized I am going to be missing a lot while I am gone. I am going to miss Steve more than I can say. He is my source of strength…my rock to be cliche. I hate being away from him for a day…let alone a couple of months. (Yes, we are fully aware of how nauseating we are.)

And packing. Oh Lord the packing. So. Much. Stuff. 80% of it isn’t even my stuff. Friends and family have given us all of these wonderful clothes and toys! And I’d like to take a few outfits for me as well. Now that I’ve realized I can’t take it all, suddenly every piece of clothing, every toy, every item from home is subject to a Sophie’s Choice moment.