I flew into Atlanta last night for work and as you can tell it was a pretty quiet flight. Definitely recommend flying on Monday nights!
I survived the first night ever without Jackman around and even more exciting, D survived without me! You would think I took advantage of the quietness and slept blissfully through the night but I hate sleeping by myself and hotel beds are not ideal. Plus it’s so weird not having Jack around, I kept thinking ‘wait don’t I need to do something??’ To be honest, I would rather be woken from a dead sleep than to sleep 12 hours in a hotel room. And that is coming from a girl who once wrote ‘An Ode to My Bed’. haha I don’t even recognize myself anymore! I guess that’s what becoming a Mom will do to you!
Oh and go look at this pic D sent me this morning. Hello love cheekers!