This is it. 4 suitcases and 2 backpacks stand at the ready next to the front door. Taxi will be here at 3:45am. Passports have been accounted for so many times that I have stopped responding to Jeremy's request that I check "just once more time".
Many, many (many many many many) tears have been shed tonight saying goodbye to H. Not in front of him, but for Jeremy after tucking him in and for me as I type this - I went in to check on him. He is sound asleep, with his sweet smell and that cool sleeping skin and even breath. My baby, who has never been away from both his parents at the same time. Who has been with me every day of his life bar five, who has no idea how his world is about to change.
Sadness side I feel well prepared. I have anti-anxiety meds, sleepers, antibiotics, and a little something to wake up when it's all over - and thats just for the baby (ba dumb dumb).
Whew, that is really not funny. Right. Time to stop writing. See you on the 10th!