Here we are, we made it. September 6th, 2023.
Day 1 of the Funding Love Birth Mom Vacation.
A few months ago, I was nominated to a nonprofit group called Funding Love, in hopes of selected for their annual birth mom vacation.
Out of the hundreds of nominees and applicants, I, along with 13 other women, was selected.
I don’t understand why me, I don’t know what made or makes me deserving of such an experience, and I don’t know what makes me worthy of it.
What made my story stand out? What made someone called to choose me over hundreds of other people?
I don’t know, and I might never know.
But I’m here, and I’m grateful.
If you want to follow along with the journey in social media, they will be posting all week on Facebook and Instagram. Just look up Funding Love.
We made it to the hotel room last night around 7:45pm, got some Chipotle and went to sleep just before 10 (an early night for me).
My husband didn’t sleep because (of course), he got another migraine in the middle of the night. Ugh. I’m so over this season of life.
We drove to the airport at 4:40am, and now it’s just before 6am and we’ll be boarding the plane in just a few minutes.
I’m hoping and praying it isn’t a full flight because my anxiety absolutely can not handle having a seatmate…especially if they’re coughing. (Do we need to go back and read my previous travel blog? It was a nightmare and I was surrounded by coughing people the entire duration of my 2 flights and I wanted to die.) My intention was to wear a mask while in the airport, and boy did I try.
But I forgot to grab one as we were walking out the door, the hotel didn’t have any (I asked) and NO WHERE in the airport had any either. I asked about 20 different people and they all looked at me like I was crazy because it “isn’t required anymore”. (Yes, i know this, that’s great, but I’m a germaphobe and have 3 special needs children so please just appease me and don’t look at me like I’m nuts?)
Anyway, I’m scoping out the gate and no one sitting in the gate area for my flight seems to be coughing uncontrollably at least.
Well, this post took a turn. But anxiety does that to a person I suppose.
We’re about to board, I haven’t flown Southwest in probably 15 years and I am NOT used to not having assigned seating. I like picking my seat and knowing right where I’m going.
Okay. It’ll be okay. I swear, I’m a professional traveler if it weren’t for the germs! Traveling in general doesn’t give me anxiety.
But not having a mask when I wanted one, then going into an awkward and new and uncomfortable social situation… I do love flying into MCO though, the Orlando airport. It feels like home. And Disney is home. I haven’t been there in 2 years, and I really am excited.
It will be a great next 4 days.
I will be the first of the group to arrive at our resort, which I am THRILLED about. I absolutely love getting places first. That’s one thing I do to help manage my anxiety better…just get there before anyone else does. I’ve done that my entire life.
Well, I’m officially on the plane. 2 people sat next to me at the last minute, but I got my window seat at least so I’m okay. They’re a younger couple and don’t appear to be sick. That’s my literal only standard, just don’t be sick and come into my circle 🙃
Okay. Well, here we go!
Thank you, Funding Love. Thank you for this opportunity.
I can’t wait to blog about this next week.