Chicago.

Even though my children will not be finished with school until next week, I am pulling all three out early, to fly out to Chicago for my grandmother's birthday.

Without getting technical, let's just say it's a milestone one.

I will be flying solo with three children for the first time.

To say this will be a feat of heroic proportions is an understatement.

Navigating my way through a major New York airport with three in tow.

Oh, and did I mention I need to leave by 3:30am?

Let's just say my brain wasn't functioning at full capacity when booking the flight.

But, then again, after having three kids, I am not sure it will ever function at full capacity again.

Have the hotel booked, the airplane tickets bought, and the car rented.

Did I mention I could be crazy?

Correction, I am pretty sure I am.

Yet, I have to view this as just another journey in my new normal.

Another experience in this crazy life.

Embarking on an epic adventure, with my favorite people.

My nerves turning to smiles.

None the less, just think of me and say a little prayer this week.

I can use all the help I can get.

Xoxo,

C.