We sat at our gate, waiting for our flight, watching the chairs fill with people. Several families arrived, and I realized that for the first time in years, the sight of a little Chinese girl no longer sent a shaft of pain through me. Instead, I smiled and tapped my foot impatiently because I knew it was only a matter of days before I would have MY little Chinese girl.
The flight was full. Which wasn’t really a problem, except that the woman sitting next to Clint in our little row of three seats had the stomach flu. She got up shortly after she sat down and announced to us she needed to get to a bathroom so she could throw up.
We were hoping maybe she’d decide not to fly, but she stayed on the plane. Now, we’re hoping maybe it wasn’t the flu and therefore isn’t contagious. The last thing we need is to be sick as we receive our baby.
Most people slept a lot on this flight. I couldn’t. I watched a movie. Read a little. Took some cat naps but couldn’t ever get comfortable. Besides, there’s a constant low-level stream of adrenalin running through me at the thought that SOON, we’ll hold Johanna.
I have no idea what time it is. We boarded the plane at 11:05 p.m. Pacific time on November 3rd and are landing in Hong Kong at 4:45 a.m. Hong Kong time (probably not the official name for it, but that’s the best I can do right now) on Friday, November 5th. It’s weird to think that Thursday, November 4th, 2010 will never exist for us. A lost day. A skipped day.
The writer in me wants to make a story out of that.
The mom in me is excited to have skipped an entire day forward toward the best day of this year: November 7th. Gotcha Day.
I can hardly wait.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
-
Honestly, this is a post I never dreamed I'd write. My hands are shaky, and I'm frantically thinking through all the possible conseq...
-
I've been sitting on this news for over a week, now. Remember last week when I said part of my May was WOW? This is the WOW, announced ... -
I first met Myra when she chased me down the hall at church and said "Hey! I heard you're a writer! I'm a writer too!" Th...
SWEET!! HUGS all around :D
ReplyDeletelol. Having traveled from the US to Singapore more times than I can count, I SO feel your pain on the long ass flight over the ocean. ugh. And the losing a day thing is also so bizarre to me lol.
ReplyDeleteBut yay!! *hugs*
I'm so excited for y'all!
ReplyDeleteEeeee! *runs around in circles*
ReplyDeleteWe're going to look at houses today. One of which has a trampoline! (*grins* not that I'm excited about it for ME - I'm just saying you can bring the kids to visit and they get to use it :D )
K
Can't wait to hear more about Johanna when you meet her!
ReplyDeleteThis made my stomach flip!
ReplyDeleteSo excited for you! :D and well I think it's really called Hong Kong time, since most other timezones don't have their own special name (I think).
ReplyDeleteSO happy for you! *hugs* I'm in tears reading this!
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, you should write something regarding that lost day, because if you don't, I will. =p
YAY! I have chills. CHILLS for you! Here's hoping for no stomach flu and a safe trip. Can't wait for you to come home with Johanna.
ReplyDeleteAlso, the writer in ME totally wants you to write a book about the lost day. And maybe have a were-platypus in it. :)
Stomach flu on a plane...oh noooooo
ReplyDeleteI'm excited for you. I hope you all stay healthy.
So cool. I remember being glad to just sit on the plane and read. I was so tired from getting ready and finishing things up at work until we left.
ReplyDeleteFor your flight back, here's a tip: Bring another set of clothes. My daughter threw up on me. Thank God I happened to pack an extra t-shirt in my backpack that didn't make it into the suitcase.