At this point, Kim and I have pretty much completed everything major that needs to be done before we leave. We are organized. We are prepared. We are surprisingly calm.
This is, of course, terrifying.
I’ve been telling people that I’m really not worried about the whole becoming-a-parent element of this whole adventure, and it’s true. What I am worried about: 22 hours of travel, to a foreign land we have only the slightest understanding of, on the way to becoming a parent.
But really, what’s probably going on is that I have only so much room for panic in my brain. So ask me again next week.
Meanwhile, we leave for the airport in 32 hours. We leave Cleveland at 6 am Wednesday for Washington Dulles, where we get to sit quietly and stress some more for five hours. And then it’s fourteen hours from Dulles to Beijing, where we will cavalierly engage in casual conversation and board games. By which I mean freak out some more.
I’m sure this comes as no surprise to those of you who are already parents, however you arrived there. Feel free to laugh at me as much as you want. Just not right now, okay?
Joe and Kim, I am just SO happy for you! I know you have been hearing that from everyone, but it’s true.