Leavin' on a jet plane

Because it's 2012 and I can blog from the airport if I want to.....I'm blogging from the airport cause I want to!

Sweet Pudah asked me rather alarmed this morning "Mommy! Who will write your BLOG while you are GONE?!?!"  I didn't realize that in the melee of international adoption, acquiring a new sibling, and me being gone for two weeks this first trip that my blog even registered on the "Things Your 9 Year old Will Worry About" scale, but apparently I was wrong.

I told him I would still write it, and he was quite relieved. Crisis averted.

So, I'm sitting in the terminal in Washington D.C., having survived a rather turbulent and stomach-churning first flight from our home to here.  I managed to not toss my cookies, which the nice sleeping gentleman next to me greatly appreciated I am certain.

It's hard to even describe all the things I am feeling. I barely slept last night, I was so excited and nervous and terrified.  Was I REALLY about to get on a plane and fly away from my little loves, my handsome husband and everything I hold dear to venture in to this great unknown? By myself?  Countered with...Of course I am, I'm a military wife and total bad-a$$, I think I can handle a little bit of international travel!  Countered with....How many times is Baby Man going to wake up tonight so I can sit and snuggle him in his chair cause I am gonna miss those snuggles like C.R.A.Z.Y. Countered with....If you know me you know that this Mama Bear will do anything for one of her cubs, and this cub just happens to be a million miles away and in very desperate need of a Mama Bear to bring her home so I guess thats what I will have to go and do.....even if it would be way more fun if my husband could be with me the whole time I can't complain too much because I don't live in an orphanage facing a future in an institution so maybe my problems aren't really that big after all......

And so on.  Not very conducive to sleep.

I worried in the airport this morning. Sitting all alone is not something that happens to me basically ever, so I'm not quite sure what to do with my thoughts when this happens. No one needed anything, I didn't have to run around wiping bums or referee-ing who's turn it was to play with the random toy no one had noticed in 6 months but now everyone wanted at once and it left me a little bit......sad.

Most especially I missed my real rockin' husband.  It feels like going in to labor with out him, even though I know I will see him in a week I just hate to even embark on this journey without him.  It's necessary in order to get the job done, and I know that.  I just enjoy his company so very, very much and I wish he could be here every step of the way.  As I sat, stewing in my semi-excited-out-of-my-mind semi-I-kinda-wanna-cry thoughts, two young guys came and sat near me carrying their very large camouflage backpacks. I smiled. They weren't on their way anyplace terrible, just to a training school. We chatted about army life, our kids, and how the Navy cheats at the Army vs. Navy game every year (The one navy guy clearly disagreed with us, but he was clearly wrong!)

I started to feel a bit better.

I got on the plane, sat in my seat, and said the silent prayer every lone-traveler says: Please let me sit next to someone cool.

And what do you know, moments later another gentleman with an Army pack motions that his seat is just on the other side of mine.

It turned out he was retired, but doing contract work in Afghanistan and was on his way there.  His oldest son had just graduated college and had been commissioned a 2nd Lieutenant.  He could not have been prouder. I think he was just as relieved as I was, to sit next to someone who "gets it." And if I couldn't have my husband along with me, I was grateful for the little bit of Army family that kept me company the first leg of this trip.

But now. I'm here. On. My. Way. To. Our. GIRL.

Just puttin' it out there.  A little teaser if you will, and because I can't keep the whole secret secret any longer!

Next time I blog it will be from her country :)