B and I took a getaway this past weekend where we chatted with no interruptions, walked across the street without holding tiny hands, and other such luxuries when you are not with your children. Well, there was the other one who came with us, but fortunately, he's pretty low maintenance for now.
We had an amazing view on the 26th floor of our Dallas hotel, and B snapped a picture that I ended up loving. Here we are, at 27 weeks.
I hope to be back to blogging more and more--at least until this one sends me back to the hermit world of newborn life. Those can be dark days, as you mommies well know, but they are still so sweet.