Wonderful mother-in-law being dropped off by even more wonderful sister-in-law on St. Patrick's Day; this means that the home-schooled children stay in school while mom is away. And that the husband can go to work. And that life stays somewhat normal. So grateful for my family-by-grace-that-I-married-into.
Airfare purchased; agenda in-China being finalized. I have a generous and gracious Mama and Daddy who 1) travel with me, Mama; and 2) give the gift of travel, Daddy. Grateful for my parents-who-love-God-and-share-His-goodness-with me.
Packing started; well, if a big huge pile in the middle of the nursery counts and yes it's a run on sentence because that's exactly how packing feels to me.
Village enlisted; soccer carpools offered (and accepted, thank you Karlyn and Jean-Anne). And a "just tell me what you need me to do" Dana coming to our house on Monday. Looking for a ride to the airport on 3/22, pick me up at 9:30? I wish I were kidding, but I'm not.
Gifts received; I am so not good at receiving. Why do I feel guilty when people are really, really nice? I am learning how to say thank you and just trust that you the giver know how much I mean it.
Easter dresses for the big girls purchased. I'm making surprise bags for them for each day that I will be gone. For me or for them? Both really!!
I-pad 3 for the trip??? Yeah, that's what he said. Not happening. Darn!
In the midst of my frantic, frenzied mind, I breathe and remember that it's not about the stuff or the lists or the to-do's. It's about the baby.
It's 11:49am in China right now. I bet you are getting ready to have lunch, Geng Hui to be named Levi. Eat up, son! You will need your strength! Mimi and I have big plans for you...I've got a backpack with your name all over it.