- Is Lily going to scream on the plane?
- Is she going to get hungry or need a diaper change?
- What if we're delayed, out on the tarmac where no one can get out and she's howling?
- What if there are problems with ascent or descent? I mean, I think it'll be fine, but.. what if..
- What if there are weather problems and we're diverted to Indianapolis, or Milwaukee, or don't even get past Cleveland?
- What if we lose any of the luggage?
- What if toys won't console her and she won't sleep?
.. and that's just getting started. The plane? The car rental? Chicago traffic? NYC cabs to and from the airport? Oh geez.
Now, to be fair, T had a lot of great prep done, making certain we had everything we needed. Double, then triple checking it. But there's still that nagging feeling that won't go away. I tried to take it easy, knowing a metric *#$@ ton of things were entirely out of my control and we'd just have to make the best of whatever situations came up, but some things are just not easy to let go of.
All that said, is it wrong of me to be proud of our little pumpkin? I don't think it could have gone more smoothly for the flights, and while she was fussy at times during the driving.. let's be fair, we spent a lot of time (day after day after day) driving to do all the things we wanted to do. Outside of the days we stayed mostly in and didn't do much, virtually every day we spent at least 2 hours in the car driving. One of them we spent at least 5 hours driving, when we went up to visit family in WI.
She's a trooper, and I think we got really, really (, reaaaaaaaaally) lucky with our little girl.
I'm still amazed, day in and day out.
