Leaving on a jet plane...

I'm sitting at Atlanta Hartsfield-Jackson airport (the king of all airports) in my home state of Georgia. I'm leaving on a jet plane, back one hour to another time zone and to the state that will soon be my state of residence. In all honesty, I feel totally sick. I'm leaving the Zabies with my parents to make the trip quicker and easier. This is my first time ever being away from my babies more than a few hours and I may barf from nervousness. Not that I don't think my parent won't take excellent care of them but because I have no reason to ever want to leave them. They are my world and I've always said I would have children to live life with them. Obviously, this was the best choice for our family for a quick house hunting and neighborhood stalking trip. It's just easier. No packing of kiddos to travel to another state and another adjustment for them but man do I miss those little boogers already! I can't say I will ever leave them overnight again. Praying for a smooth flight me and a great day for my sweet girls. Happy Friday y'all!