Yeah you read that correctly! I am seriously so afraid of dying on our upcoming vacation to Disneyland! Why you ask?
1. I hate flying! I used to love it but after an awful flight with some of my favorite derby gals where I’m fairly certain we were caught in a tornado and after being diverted to another airport then having to retake off in that awful storm, I officially hate flying. Add to that the fact that Eyan loves airplanes and continuously talks about them wrecking and their wings falling off…I’m feeling paranoid. Oh and I will have an infant on my lap! A friend of mine who is a flight attendant decided to share with me how dangerous this is if the plane goes down. Well shoot were dying anyway so I guess that’s the least of my worries.
2. The lunatic over in North Korea has me freaking out that I am taking my entire family to die in the “Happiest place on Earth!” I don’t doubt he is going to send a nuclear weapon over and I can only pray we intercept it with little damage to any ecosystems or lose of life. Ugh I am so over the angry politics of the world. This fear is legitimate as North Korea has told the foreign embassies over there that they cannot guarantee their safety after April 10…so basically any day after the 10th we should expect a nuclear attack! Oh and you know where they are aiming that missile? The west coast because its the closest! Crap seriously crap!
3. So what if an attack happens when I’m there. What if I cannot hold both my babies as we are blasted into oblivion and comfort them? What if for some insane reason my kids live but all the adults in the party die and no one knows who they belong to so they end up in an orphanage eventually being separated and never knowing their family. Yeah that is where this mamas postpartum hormones are right now! I’m losing my freaking mind.
Please people give me some hope and sanity.