...is exactly how I feel about this cute picture, taken just earlier this afternoon. The kids and I leave for Taiwan this coming Monday at 2 in the morning, and I've been feeling butterflies in my stomach like never before. The pregnancy hormones at 22 weeks are no joke. I know this because I'm usually the "up for a challenge" type of mama, feeling brave in most situations with my kids, feeling strong and entitled to this strange courage out of nowhere because, well, as a mom that's just what we learn to do. But not this time. I already feel defeated and my heart is occupied by solely anxiety and fear...and on top of everything, being sick in bed all day today surely doesn't help.
But I'm trying to get better, to feel optimistic and to really lean on God for all my fears and worries and weaknesses. The kids are so, so excited, too and that's very sweet to see. Especially the older two, since it's been two years since they went back. They remember all the families there and cannot wait to watch movies and eat candies on the plane. I bought them new headphones and also prepped 3-4 new toys/crafts as surprises for our long flight. I'm packing light and am keeping all of our stuff into just one suitcase.
Please keep us in your prayers and most of all I don't get nausea which I still have way into the 2nd trimester. I promise to do an update once we are in Taiwan and also any tips I find helpful and practical! :) thanks!