Not sure how to celebrate, though I suppose that tomorrow's flight with my girls will be a celebration of Women! I am less panicky about the flight today. That is bound to change tomorrow, but for now, I'm doing okay. I do feel badly though for my eldest who may have to fly alone. It occurred to me at 3am (as brilliant or troubling thoughts often do) a couple nights ago, that we may not all be able to fly together. I guess it will still be bonding, but I would definitely prefer if we were all together.
My youngest daughter is starting to have a few doubts, or maybe she is just protesting because I won't let her have a sleepover tonight. Oh, 9 year old girls! I love her to pieces, but I must admit that the past few months have been a nightmare with her. I was speaking to her friend's father and we were both in agreement that there are two predominant states of being for our daughters these days: anger or tears. Seriously, she has so few "normal"moments (or what I considered normal, only a few short months ago). The rest is the Roller Coaster of Pre-pubescence. And let me tell you, this roller coaster is not fun. Daughter #2 is also having a tough time, as she is going through a rough patch with her boyfriend of almost 6 months. AND Daughter #1 just made the courageous decision of switching school this week.
I think that this Flight will be a welcome distraction for all of my darling daughters!
After the flight, we are doing some typical girly things; we will be training bra shopping for the youngest and the girls will be getting their hair done (or hair did, as my Southern friend Julie would say).
I suppose that is a great way to belatedly celebrate International Women's Day.