I know what you mean! Maybe I can make you feel a little better by telling you how I handled things last year:
We went in September, but had told the kids we were leaving in October. So...with 5 kids, I have to start packing WAAAAAAAAAAAYYYY in advance...like 2 months in advance. They couldn't figure out why I started 3 months in advance though! I had to fib my way through everything. The day before we left, we were going to drive to Columbus early for our flight. Columbus is two hours away. I had to get my dog to my in-laws somehow, and they live an hour away in the opposite direction.
My son is OBSESSED with our dog, so he questioned me for a full week as to why the dog was going to have to stay overnight to get shots. It was the only way I could get the dog out of my house a day early (I thought). I told him the dog was getting a kennel cough shot and had to stay overnight for observation. He didn't believe me. I had to get my mom and brother involved, and they had to say their dogs were going in as well and would be staying overnight. Turns out my husband had the day off, so he was able to take the dog to my in-laws.
My kids are homeschooled, so I couldn't hide anything from them as far as packing and planning went, so I had to be VERY sneaky. We had a scavenger hunt for them to figure out what exciting family event we were having that day! We fibbed our way through that one as well b/c they kept asking if it had to do with Disney. I told them it absolutely did not have anything to do with Disney, so they just accepted that we were having a special family night beginning with the scavenger hunt. While they were outside (in the pouring rain) looking for the second half of the clues, my husband was inside changing out our countdown calendars to show the change in date.
They unscrambled all of the letters they found, which said to meet in the dining room and figure out what was different. My son said: "It's clean." Punk. Anyway, they finally figured it out and the house exploded with laughter and tears and excitement! Then we had to go surprise my niece and nephew at their mother's house, which was 1/2 an hour away, get back home, finish packing, let everyone sleep a little, then head to Columbus. I almost had a heart attack when we got there b/c I couldn't find my license. Worst minute ever. 12 people had to get through security, and finally...we were on our way.
Add to all that craziness that I wasn't able to do any prep walking b/c I had found out a month prior that I have to have both my hips replaced and a minor back surgery to correct a 16 year issue, and you have what I like to call "Mommy's going crazy from stress syndrome." By day 4 at Disney I had my "Disney legs" back though.
So basically I was a complete nutbar about 3 days out from our trip. Praise the Lord it all went down perfectly with only a bit of suspicion from my 16 year old son.
In essence...you are not alone sweetie. We're all a little crazy.
