Oh yeah. We were there. We are vacationing in New Mexico this week. I always feel guilty posting when we're on vacation, just in case there are creepers reading. But the truth of the matter is, I don't have it together enough to remember to post when we get home. So. I'm risking it.
We have a pretty fun lineup planned for this vacation. Plus Charlotte's birthday is this week, so that's fun, too. So far we have visited an old fort and a ghost town, we went to church on an Apache Reservation, and we have been swimming at the indoor pool at least six times. Plus Pistachio Land. We are about to hit the zoo. And tomorrow we are going to Roswell.
Oh yeah, and if you can't tell, I'm pregnant. :) I have decided that I really like this stage of pregnancy. My friends can tell I am pregnant (as in, they are not surprised when I tell them) but strangers don't say a word. After three pregnancies, I am kind of over talking to strangers about it. I just end up having the same conversation over and over again. "You'll sure have your hands full" or "Three kids!" (The latter, I swear, always comes from middle-aged men.)
When I was pregnant with Ella it was truly exciting for people to notice that I'm pregnant. At this point, I am like, "Really? I am so much more than a babymaker. Let's talk about that instead." So I am embracing the ambiguous bump for as long as possible.