We leave for China in 9 days!
My brain is going a thousand different directions.
"Don't forget to e-mail so and so; did I add that to my packing list?; gotta remember to tell the Grandmas' that; China, China, China. Check that off the list, add that to it; can't forget that; what was that one thing I was supposed to write down so I wouldn't forget?; I am so going to forget something important; China, China, China."
I have been waking up in the middle of the night, a good night's sleep is getting harder and harder to come by and to top it all off, the fears are starting to creep in.
Our transition with Suhn was not an easy one. I feel myself bracing for hard days ahead. I can't wait to meet our little boy, and at the same time the fears come whispering doubts.
or shouting them, depending on the day.
It makes my head hurt.
And then I remember: God has called us. He goes before us. He will walk with us every step of the way.
And I am comforted.
And ready to get on that plane to bring my baby home.
The final countdown has begun.