I returned from my last work trip (possibly forever) yesterday. One of the groups I work for is in Charleston this week for our Summer Forum. I was able to take off early because we had so many hands on deck. Usually I hate leaving meetings and returning home, but this time I was ready and it had nothing to do with my pregnancy.
On my way back yesterday I realized this would be my last time flying by myself. The next time I flew somewhere I will be carting a baby, diaper bag, stroller, car seat etc. I also realized it would be the last time I will be able to sleep, read or watch movies/play on the iPAD. It was bittersweet because I look forward to the 2 hours where I can zone out and not be responsible but I'm also looking forward to LO's arrival.
I know I can handle it, but boy it's going to be a big shock the next time I fly.
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