Unfreaking Believable

The morning had finally arrived and you would have thought I would have been up bright and early but instead we were running late to get me to the airport. So late that I didn't even get a chance to shower...instead I was out of bed and in the car within 15 minutes. I couldn't believe I woke up late. The airport is only a few minutes from my girlfriends home so we were there in time for me to check in and make it to the plane. I hugged her good bye and she wished me luck on my first day of motherhood.

I got thru security at the airport and I took a seat in the waiting area. Just as I sat down I heard....Ladies and Gentlemen this flight has been delayed by one hour! DELAYED I thought...this plane can't be delayed...I am having a baby today! Unfreaking Believable! So what do I always do in crisis mode...I went and found something to eat! I never eat before flights because I am a puker....yep a puker. I get sick on boats, planes, back seats of cars, playing video games, and as my husband would tell you even walking to fast (he is joking of coarse, well maybe)...the point is I get sick. But at that moment my thoughts were to make myself better I wasn't worried about being sick on the plane. And so with a cinnamon roll the size of Texas and coffee in hand I sat back in the waiting area to have a little chat with God.

As I ate that humongous cinnamon roll I said to God what I had already said in my head....I asked why every step to having a child had to be so difficult. I mean I had been thru so much couldn't today have just gone smoothly....didn't I deserve that. First my husband wasn't going to be there then I was late getting up and now a FREAKING DELAY! What did I do God to deserve all this drama? With each word I ate and with each bite I wasn't satisfied. I blamed God for this too!

Finally, the hour had passed and we were starting to board the plane and finally I was on my way home to pick up Julian. The flight was a quick one because I fell asleep. I woke up to the pilot welcoming us home....I threw a piece of gum in my mouth to cover the sleeping on the plane breath, wiped my eyes of all crusties that were there either from my nap or the night before I wasn't sure. I remember thinking to myself is this really how my first day of motherhood is going go? When the plane pulled into the gate I called my mom and told her I would meet her in 10 minutes at the passenger pick up area. She was on her way and it seemed like we would get to the county building just in time, even with my flight being delayed.

As we filed off the plane I practically ran off. I was in such a hurry that I almost forgot my purse neatly sitting under the seat in front of me as instructed my the flight attendants during our safety demonstration. I had to ask four people behind me to get my purse for me and pass it up thru the crowd. As soon as I had it swung over my shoulder I ran off the plane. I couldn't wait any longer....I was ready to go get my son!