Whew, what a day. This post is probably going to be long and full of sarcasm. I'm going to be detailed in these posts as I want others in the adoption process to see what traveling for a newborn looks like.
My day started at 12:08am. I woke up. Wide AWAKE. Could not go back to sleep. Finally, a little after 4am, I fell asleep. I woke back up at 7am so Isaac could read me his book from school (he forgot the night before) and by 7:30am I could feel the migraine starting. I called Gram who came and picked up M.E (not realizing this would be the last time I would see her). Took my drugs for the headache and thought, "now I can sleep" HA HA HA HA HA HA
Not only did the phone ring about 4 million times, but I got a text saying they are delivering e-mom tomorrow via c-section at 3pm. I started checking flights after lunch only to find that really my options for flights were to leave at 5ish tonight and arrive here at 7ish, leave Nashvegas at 7ish and arrive here after 10ish or fly out first thing in the morning which meant I would have to be at the airport by 6am. After talking to J, we felt like this flight was the best option. I called JuJu to see if she could take me to the airport (remember, we only have one car right now) and she was happy to do it. I quickly finished up packing, got the kids off the bus and we were on our way to the airport by 3:30pm. I wish you could have seen Anna's face when she came in from school and realized I was leaving. She was SO excited, literally shaking all over. I'm very sad she isn't with me this time. She's my sidekick and got to go with us when we adopted M.E.
I got the airport and got through security by 5pm. I didn't pack a ton of stuff as J is planning on driving down in a few days. I stopped and had dinner at the food court and then picked up a magazine and some candy in the gift shop. I've already decided that this week is not going to be a good one for eating healthy. I flew Southwest here and was very pleased with the flight. For those of you that like to read like me, you'll be tickled to know that I swear I sat next to Ranger on the plane. I even giggled a few times expecting him to have "rangeman" embroidered on his shirt.
Arrived to Houston 20 minutes EARLY, how awesome is that! Original game plan was that we planned to stay with friends while in Houston, but since I was coming in late and I feel like I will be at the hospital tomorrow, J went ahead and booked a hotel for me near the airport for tonight. Our goal is to spend as little money as possible, but I can already tell a rental car is in my future as I just found out that I am an hour away from our friends I plan to stay with tomorrow night. I also have no idea where I am in relation to the hospital so somethings going to have to give and I think the rental car is the best option.
I get off the plane and J assures me that the hotel shuttle is waiting for me in 8A. I get to 8A and no shuttle. I call J. He's on the road and says he will call them and call me right back. Guess what? They can't find my reservation that he had made hours early through Expedia; therefore, they won't come pick me up. At this point, I've been standing in 8A for about 20 minutes, it's hot and it's dark and I'm definitely near tears. I finally give up and take a cab to the hotel. I get in the cab and the driver says "oh great, you only go to the Best Western!" I wanted to smack him. "Why you no take the shuffle?" he asks. BECAUSE THEY WON'T PICK ME UP! THE SHUFFLE WON'T PICK ME UP!
We arrive at the hotel I walk in and the front desk lady (who turned out to be a doll) explains that they have no reservation from Expedia. I call J and bless him out and then call Expedia. Sure enough, they admit they FORGOT to let the hotel know about the reservation. After an hour and a big ugly cry (my second in 24 hours), I am now finally in my room. She upgraded me to a suite, but considering I'm at a Best Western, that's not saying much. The bed is comfy and I've got wireless, so I guess I shouldn't complain.
I honestly don't like being here by myself. It's not that I'm scared or any of that crap, I just wish I had J or someone else here with me experiencing this. It honestly doesn't feel real that in less than 24 hours, I will see this little boy. I will meet his mom. Our life will change.
So, it's 9:42pm and I'm laying in bed eating a honeybun and drinking a Dr. Pepper. Did I mention that healthy food is out the window? I guess I will take the shuffle back to the airport in the morning and find a rental car and a map. I hope tomorrow goes a bit better than today. My ugly cry meter is running pretty low, so it isn't taking much and I really don't want to scare the e-mom or anyone at the hospital, so I'm hoping that well dries up tonight. Please say a prayer for me. I'll update tomorrow as soon as I can!