It's Wednesday night. All the bags are finally packed. The "boys" (our 2 dogs) are even packed and ready for a week with gramma and long runs on the golf course. My friends are all set on house sitting and taking care of the cat and plants, and my mom even offered to come clean our house while we are gone so we can come home to a clean calm home. As I lay here tonight, exhaustion takes over. My mind and body haven't stopped since a little less than 2 weeks ago when we heard news about our travel dates. Tonight, I finished my week of class and clinical and have all my online assignments lined up to work on during the trip. (I know, sounds like a blast right?) Preperation has been more draining than I thought. Not only is the logistical part of packing up a family of 3 for a trip across the world to return as a family of 4 quite an undertaking, but the emotions behind what this all means has hit me hard. I yearn to sleep after these long days but as soon as my head hits the pillow the mind games begin. What will he be like, how will he react to seeing us, what will Adi do, what will it feel like to hold him, how hard will this be on Adi, does he have any idea how his life is going to change?
Although one can never be fully prepared for what we are embarking on, I do feel content and ready. I have worried about everything possible, I am expecting the worst and hoping for the best. I want Belay home, but I want to take in this trip too.
Tonight is our last night at home with Adi as an only child. It is her last night of not sharing a room, and our last night of peaceful sleep in our bed for a while too Im sure:)
The boys (see above) always know when we are leaving, the bags get pulled out of the closet and they start to panic. Adi, I think, has that same feeling. She knows something is up but can't possibly know to what extent.
I do hope to blog in Ethiopia, however have heard that it may be difficult with the internet connection. But do stayed tuned to follow our trip.