wedding update

for my handful of followers.. I thought I would give an update.. i am sitting in the hotel at 1am while oli bear sleeps.. and I am WIDE awake.. I think it was the siesta! the trip here was great.. I was so nervous for 4 full months about olive on this darn plane.. and the kid loved it.. we are talking laughing.. teeth grinning.. loved take off moments! she played on the floor.. she visit family.. and even napped.. not one tear.. me on the other hand.. hit my stress moment.. the second I knew we were going to take off.. and every ounce of stress I had about her threw out of my mouth! no vomit or anything.. but just air gagging.. and I am holding her and trying to communicate that I need dust to hold up a barf bag! it was a sight for soar eyes.. than I realize that I have checked my new cell phone into her crap umbrella stroller.. and it is under the airplane/ bag free and probably going to die!  I tried not to cry.. we land and make it through immigration.. normally I am the first one at the luggage train.. but this time.. aka.. we had a child.. I am one of the last.. we come up.. and the train slows down and stops.. and my bag is missing.. actually missing.. I have traveled everywhere.. and this day is the day my baggage decides to leave me.. I try not to freak out.. but I canfeel the chicken wing in my throat starting to swell.. I start running through the aisle of customs asking everyone to check their black bags.. mine has green and pink tassles hanging off it?!?! noone.. a nice man that works there sees the oh shit look in my eyes and starts to help.. I hear my name being called and this old man has  my bag.. I run over.. and he just stands there with this blank look on his face.. it took everything in me to hold back rage tears.. all I could get out was THIS IS MY WEDDING DRESS.. dead eye contact.. and rage.. and I take my luggage and storm back to my party.. and than .. burst into tears.. lol.. all that wedding stuff came pouring out my eyeballs.. I grab my beat up umbrella stroller.. and lo and behold.. my cell phone made it through cargo!! it works and everything!!   it was a rocky start.. I finally went to introduce myself to the cordinator today.. that ocean just had my name on it.. I couldnt get around to it.. p.s. my fear of deep ocean water is almost gone!  it has been great company.. food.. friends.. and mexican salsa ..  I am ready to do some more relaxing with olive.. although she hates the sand and ocean water! seriously.. this woman does not know who her mother is! she must learn to love it.. because I cant take anymore bear claw hugs into my sunburnt shoulders!