I am leaving for JFK in like 3 hours. Wondering if it will take me 8 years to get to JFK via taxi....? I think they are lighting the Rock Center Christmas tree. Hope there isn't a rush to see Nick Lachey sing bad holiday songs. WTF? Take him back Jessica!!
Anyway, I am going to North Africa for a week for work. I wish I were like a relief worker, or had a completely saint-like job. I don't. I hate flying and it's not the safest place on the planet. I think Al-Queda bombed back in April 2007. But, I figured, what the hell, the world trade center is only a few miles from here. If ya live in this town, (or near some other target) then every day we can explode.
M was supportive of me leaving. Even pregnant with the boy/girl combo. Actually, she was almost convincing me to go. I don't think she is having an affair (kidding). She probably thinks - hmmmmm while she is away- I can clean the closet (we only have one in our place), throw out crap, and get the existing office ready for the bambinos. It is easier for her to organize when I am not home. I get crazy with stuff thrown all over the place. Like zero tolerance and leave the room. Big help I am. Maybe there is a pill for that.
I am getting a bit weepy about leaving. M actually has a pregnancy glow. Not til I am 80,000 feet up in the sky, the plane makes bad sounds, and my inner panic sets in-do I realize- how much I love earth. How I long to be back in my small apartment with my partner, orange cat, and new additions.
Is it possible to start loving a child(ren) in utero? Or do you think you love the concept, the idea of a family? I have been fighting feeling love at this stage in her pregnancy. I bet I feel it on board the plane tonight.
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I believe you can love the babies while they are in utero. I always did. I believe the love gets stronger once they are out.
I just wrote about my insane fear of flying so I can relate! My gf and I went just took a flight w/ our twin 6 month olds and EVERYONE in the world told me that flying would be easier for me now because I would be focusing on the babies and not me. But that so didn't happen....the girls were just fine but I was a mess! Crying when we hit turbulence, listening to engine noise, trying to read the expressions on the flight attendant's faces. I hope you had a smooth flight! And safe and bomb free. However, come to think of it, today there were men with german shepards and machine guns patrolling the halls of the time warner center, so maybe you are safer where you are!
Hope you have a safe trip! Post more pictures!
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