I think we are ready for our trip. Think is the operative word. To be honest, I am terrified to fly on an airplane with Henry. I donâ€™t get nervous about too many things, but this experience is up there on the list. This is our first flight together, and as someone who flies frequently for work, I so donâ€™t want him to be â€˜that baby.â€™ Iâ€™ve got a bag of tricks, Baby Mum Mums, and activities that will hopefully ward any meltdowns off. Any other advice?
Fingers crossed! At least the rest of the brood is ready. My brother-in-law is pet sitting, the car is packed. Iâ€™m ready for our New Orleans trip. I think? See, itâ€™s that word againâ€¦
Yesterday, Kristien booked me a massage with Debra Toth, the clinicâ€™s new massage therapist. How nice is that? If I ever needed a massage, it was yesterday.
Debra does deep tissue work, and it hurt so good (know what I mean?). I had just gone on a three mile run, so it felt extra amazing on my legs. And she paid a ton of attention to my right arm and wrist. Iâ€™m developing Mommy Syndrome from carrying around that 17 pound chunker all day. Debra was great â€“ if anyone local needs a massage, definitely check her out. She also does one-on-one yoga.
Aaaaand speaking of the clinic, we spent last night crafting. Nicole and Isaac came over to help us put together some marketing materials for a booth that the Husband is working at today (and then weâ€™re driving directly to the airport). They even brought dinner â€“ Thai! Are they the best friends ever or what?
Chip clips! No one can resist a good chip clip.
And I did some materials for my Operation Beautiful on Sunday (thatâ€™s why weâ€™re flying to New Orleans â€“ Iâ€™m tabling at the Girls on the Run conference).
Whew. So many balls up in the air!
Have a good Saturday. Iâ€™ll seeya in the Big Easy. Assuming we survive the flight.