Nervous

It's about 3 hours before I have to get up to go to the airport and I am not tired because I am nervous.  I have traveled a lot in my life so far but this trip is anxiety-provoking.  People keep reminding me that I have lived in Africa so living in Melbourne should not be that difficult but somehow this far of a journey is daunting.  Also, we've never done this big a trip as a family of 4 and since we are moving for a year it's hard to scale down the stuff.  I feel like we have made a valiant effort on this front but still, it's a lot of stuff.
A lot of people ask me about traveling with kids.  I'm no expert by any means but I have traveled a lot with Cian and I suspect we we will travel a lot with Emily as well.  The biggest difference I have noticed between traveling when it was just Keith and I and traveling with the kids is...nervousness.  I think that's where a lot of my nerves stem from at this point.  You want them to be safe and happy and not too crazy on the plane and to enjoy their destination.  You don't want the hassles of customs and extra paperwork but especially you don't want any of the constant catastrophes that run through your head as "what if" scenarios to actually happen.  My mom reminds me that I'm her kid and therefore she worries about me as much as I worry about my kids (I believe you Mom).  It's truly hard to remember that traveling used to have a carefree ambience sans children.
Anyway, I hope this post made sense as I'm in a bit of a packing haze.  I'm sure I'll update from the gorgeous beaches of Hawaii.  A scene that got me through many an afternoon studying for the Royal College exams (at least I no longer have to be nervous about those!)