Goodbye Arizona

Ev & I spent all of Sunday packing for our move. Procrastinating is something we do often and well but not one of our smarter decisions. We started at sunrise and didn't get to sleep till midnight. I had to leave late last night to hunt down and purchase two more suitcases. Our total load: 5 checked bags, 5 carry-ons, 1 stroller & 1 car seat.

You don't have the option to give up or half ass anything when your 1, a mommy & 2, partnered up with Drill Sargent Mathis. I'm not saying going through the airport was horrible (not now that it's over) but it wasn't easy.

Who am I to complain though? There's mothers out there with a whole lot more to handle. I'll never forget when we flew to Philly in May and Ev turned to me in the lobby of the Phoenix airport and said "Now that's Superwoman." He was pointing to a calm but rushing single mother that was pushing a baby, holding hands with a toddler, talking to one of her twins ahead and following her was her oldest, an eight or nine year old.

I was extremely impressed at my boyfriend's opinion of what his "Superwoman" is. This woman had drive and to this day inspires me to keep my chin up when walking through security with Ila & Thor. As wonderful as this was to see and keep as motivation it also makes me think about what birth control I want to start up after these antibiotics are done.

We're about to board the plane. Goodbye Arizona. Goodbye offseason.