My wonderful husband and I already celebrated my birthday/babymoon/the fact that we maintained our sanity over the chaos of the past few months. We took and "adults only" trip up to Door County two weekends ago; we found a fantastic little cabin in Egg Harbor. We spent the weekend eating, sleeping, shopping, and beer/wine tasting (Jake, not me). We decided that we will make it an annual trip; only next year we intend to do more hiking/kayaking and various activities that will be much more enjoyable when I don't have to pee every 5 minutes.
Luckily, I am a big fan of the "present to oneself" type of gift-giving. Therefore I treated myself to a glorious pre-natal massage late Thursday before I picked up James from school. I felt like a million dollars, and had great energy........little did I know that this feeling would quickly fade. I was so excited to pick up James and play all evening, except the little boy I picked up was not the same one that I dropped off. I did indeed grab the correct child, he was just feeling under the weather and tired. We dealt with the first cold of the season over my birthday weekend. James woke up on Saturday (my actual birthday) at 5 a.m. with a fever and one request......to go for a "ride." There was no way I was going to turn him down, because I wanted to do anything that would make him better. We drove around as the sun was coming up, and looked at all of the beautiful Fall foliage. He then made a request for "coffee" meaning he wanted to make a Starbucks run so I could get coffee and he could get a milk "box." So I was able to indulge in a Pumpkin Spice Latte, and I surely did need it! When we finally got home, my handsome hubby had Apple Fritter French Toast waiting for us! I am feeling a bit like a zombie, but I am currently unable to sleep due to the kung fu that is taking place in my stomach this very moment. I did manage to sneak in one family picture over the weekend (luckily it is just far enough away that you can't see the dried snot on James' face)!
28 years old and 28 weeks preggo! Bring it third trimester!

