7 weeks and counting
It feels like this process is taking forever. I think most of that is because the nausea started in earnest on Friday night. This week I'm making hands and feet to go with the arms and legs I made last week. It's hard work. I'm antsy about the plane trip tomorrow.
I'm sad. I'll be leaving my husband for a week and a half. I'm going to miss him a whole darned lot. Then I'll miss him for almost another week as I drive back to Frederick. The only part of the trip I'm excited about is Eureka, funnily enough. It'll be nice to get my mom's ashes taken care of. I imagine that will be slightly emotional, but she has been gone 2.5 years already.

The Bombshell ~ Jul 28, 2009 at 6:19 PM