Getting ready to fly to the states for two weeks, with one 6-month old infant, her buggy, and some baby food is a lot more complicated than moving my entire life to the UK as a single independent woman. Funny that.
Life is rolling. My best friend is going back to Canada, perhaps indefinitely. This is a sad thing.
My craft table is covered with unfinished gifts for family and friends in the states. This is a frustrating thing.
My baby has learned how to make really annoying moaning noises this week. This is a funny thing. Why? Because we have a 12-hour flight next week.
Keep breathing. That's the mantra of the moment.
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