One snowsuit. Just in case.
Two countries issuing three passports.
Four girls born into our extended family this year.
Sometimes it’s hard to not think why not five. Acceptance is hard to come by. Yet, then we wouldn’t have SB, and we love her to pieces.
Six days until we leave.
Way more than seven items left on the famous to-do list.
Eight hours of nighttime sleep is very generous of SB. With multiple milk breaks, of course. She’s not into naps unless carried in the wrap, but nights are good. It does feel foolish to challenge this with a jet lag.
Nine hours of time shift.
Ten pounds at least, I’m guessing. The pediatrician will tell us tomorrow. Luckily my back is taking it mostly well so far.
Eleven years since our first date. It does sound like a long time.
Twelve hours on the plane. If anyone has suggestions for how many diapers to pack, or other essentials, please share.