once again i am traveling while pregnant. why do i do these things to myself?
last go round i promised myself i would never fly while pregnant EVER again... i lied.
so, wednesday morning (at 6 AM mind you) i will be on a plane heading across the country. we're heading out to see stephen's family. i am really excited about the trip itself, just not all of the lovely feelings in my tummy that it will magnify.
that being said, i am just praying that harry sleeps, i remember to take medication several times that day, we don't have any delays, and that i can actually get a nap in a cramped airplane.