It looks like we are flying over water which is awesome. Avery is doing really well; she has slept all day through both flights. So far. I think I have about an hour and a half left of the flight to Dallas. I am so ready to be home. While I no longer have panic attacks on airplanes that doesn't mean that I want to spend my life in one. In two-ish weeks I will be flying to NYC and that is causing me some preemptive anxiety. Not only am I freaked out about being in a new city I will be all alone. Flying alone, that is. Once I get to the hotel I will be among friends. And hopefully I can handle those social situations without assistance from XANAX! And why do we have turbulence going through clouds? They're mother fucking clouds. Puffs of air. Just kidding. It is getting a little bumpy but no one else including the flight crew seems concerned so I am not going to worry. This is a huge deal for me. I am seriously proud of myself!! Yay me!! I can fly without having a panic attack. This is huge.

The fasten seatbelt sign is on and I have to pee!! But I couldn't go anyway because Avery is sleeping on me.

This flight seems like it is going by slower than the first two. I bet it's because I am ready to get home. And I have to pee.

And now my arm is asleep.