Getting ready...

Well we are finally ready to go. 

After waiting for months we have dates and plane tickets, and our household goods have been packed up and shipped out. 

Our Maryland apartment is empty and the keys have been turned in. This chapter of our life is coming to a close and we're excited to turn the page on this new chapter. 

You see, we're lucky. Luckier than SO many other people... we get to travel the world and experience so many new things and new people. I can't imagine what our life would look like if weren't living this lifestyle. We've wondered about him getting out of the navy and settled down into a civilian life but it's never felt right. Do I like deployments? Absolutely not. Who does? But standing on the edge of a new adventure makes all that worth it. I was born with gypsy feet and they are itching to travel the world! 

Logistics are settling into place right now and I'm getting... anxious. I'm ready to be there and see where our home is going to be for the next two years. I'm ready to see Stella's new school and meet her teachers. I'm ready to be immersed in a new culture with new sights and sounds, tastes and smells. I'm ready for new things around us and a new sky above us. But I'm starting to get nervous and a little weary... Stella will ride a bus for the first time. In a foreign country. And school starts four days after we arrive. How bad will her jet lag be? Should I wait and let her start late after we've acclimated? Will she be scared? How will I do while my baby is being driven around by a stranger? Will she sit on her little butt and behave on the bus? What on earth will I pack her for lunch? So many things rolling around in my anxious mind. I know it'll all work out, but now? Today? Today all the real stuff is seeping in around the excitement and adventure and I kind of want to bury my head in the Bahraini sand and ignore it all. Haha!