Up at 1:45.
And yes, a few tears were shed.
On my part.
The promise of big sister Victoria coming tomorrow was enough to chase any boohoos goodbye.
Dalton’s first time on a plane, and he looked like a pro.
Our next flight takes off at about 12:30.
So we’ve got about 5 hours to burn.
Next post will be from Wuhan, y’all.
So grateful for all the prayers going up on our behalf and on behalf of our girl.
one tired mama