In less than 24 hours....

We'll be on our way to meet our newest family member.  It's been a busy week here, trying to get everything finalized while dealing with the creeping pulmonary rot and one nearly crazed pre-schooler.  It's all packed and secured, cleaned and folded, sparkly and shiny... the kitchen is anyway.

Jack has settled down somewhat.  He's still a little off the chain, but we've had no more body fluid incidents, thank heaven!!  He keeps saying over and over again, "I'm sure gonna miss you guys!" and we keep affirming that we're coming home and that we'll miss him too.

I'm sorry if I've been neglecting the blog and for the absence of any sparkling wit... I'm just tired and ready for this to be over.  It will feel better once we're in the air and our focus has shifted from the little one we have here to the one we have yet to meet over there.  Don't get me wrong.  We're thrilled about the trip!  It's just been harder than I thought dealing with Jack while getting ready for it.

We can't wait to see what our newest little one looks like and what sort of personality he has.  I hope we've got the bases covered with things to play with.  It's hard not knowing how old he going to be!  Do I bring teething rings or Tonka trucks?  Books or baby blankets?  I think we've brought enough variation to at least keep him entertained for a bit.

Well, I need to head off to bed and get ready for our big day tomorrow.  I'll be popping an Ambien to help me off to dreamland... better living through chemistry and all that!!

Next post from Moscow!!