We are in the middle of our babymoon, or what I call “an excuse to go play”. Or should I say “Babymoon Number One”? I will explain later.
We wanted to go away before the babies come. When we planned it a little while ago, May seemed like a good month to go because we would be well into our second trimester and things should be going pretty well. (That was before the whole anxiety attack saga went down.) The destination of choice is an area a bit over an hour from home. Our niece is a freshman at a local college there so I really strived to visit before her quarter ends. I feel so lucky that we found this quaint bed and breakfast in a very quaint town. Restaurants and shops are within walking distance to the inn. The room rates are reasonable. The town is a short drive to everywhere we would want to go. And how blessed we are that the world an hour away is totally different from the hustle and bustle of city life.
The trip started with a massage that both Bob and I desperately needed. My left shoulder had been hurting and Bob had been complaining about his upper back (and also been asking for a massage from me daily). That turned out to be the best way to set the right tone for the rest of the weekend. I was hoping and praying that my period would stay away until after the massage. I knew that my last period started on May 1st, so it was highly likely that Aunt Flow would visit around the first day of our trip. To my very pleasant surprise, AF was nowhere to be found and I got to have the most amazing massage ever. I know massages. I am picky. So for me to say that it was amazing I really am not joking. After I informed the massage therapist my preference of firm pressure, she got to work. I knew to breathe through whatever she was doing so we were in unison. Have you ever had a massage where you don’t have to tell the therapist what to do and he/she does exactly what you would like? My massage was exactly that. She was so intuitive that I felt like we were in sync with each other. Every stroke felt so good and intentional. To say that I was in paradise was an understatement. I am already plotting to return someday hopefully even after the babies arrive. And guess what? My body knew exactly what I wanted. My flow started about 15 minutes after my massage concluded. It was weird and wonderful at the same time that my body knew to hold off on the flow.
We checked in to the lovely bed and breakfast. It is a tiny four-room inn and I have no complaints about it. The innkeepers are warm and welcoming. The wife of the team kept on calling my husband Cutie Patootie which was hilarious and fun. We picked up our niece and saw her dorm for the first time before she leaves for the year and returns to another dorm next year. She had picked out a Mongolian/Russian restaurant in town and we enjoyed a very delicious meal with lamb riblets, dumplings, and this amazing carrot salad. I am not usually a carrot fan but it was so good that I requested an extra order of this dish. We caught up with our niece about her school life, about her summer plans, and our babies. It just amazes me that my niece has grown into this mature young adult and we are just starting our own family with the babies that are still baking. It just boggles my mind sometimes how the life paths of siblings (me and my brother in this case) could be so different.
We slept 9 1/2 hours. Many people joke about how much sleep we won’t get and tell us to sleep as much as we can. We know that you cannot store sleep but we still cherish the chance to sleep as many hours as we want right now. Breakfast was home cooked and delicious:
After breakfast, we headed to a local state park for the highlight of our trip: meeting up with Rain, McRuger, Cadet, and Pumpkin.
I had been following Rain at Weathering Storms ever since before I became Isabelle on Binky Moongee. I started reading even before they were matched with Cadet and his birth mother. I feel like I know her and her family because I do. I remember the details of that adoption and subsequently with Pumpkin’s adoption. Seeing the boys grow up with such a wonderful couple just warms my heart. Knowing that we live in the same geographical area always made me want to get together with her. I knew that she recently moved to the area where my niece goes to school. Once I knew that we were going to spend a couple of days there, I immediately contacted her to see if she’d be available. And I had been so looking forward to this weekend ever since we made plans with her.
I have got to tell you that meeting up with a fellow blogger who knows you has got to be one of the most marvelous experiences in the world. I have been blessed with meeting quite a few bloggers and this experience never ceases to amaze me. There was basically no awkward period to get through because you know them and they know you. I didn’t have to update Rain about the things that were happening now because hey guess what? She read the latest blog post already. It was simply hanging out, “catching up” (although we really just met in person for the first time), and marveling at our fortune of seeing and touching the real person behind the screen. Pumpkin and Cadet are just so adorable. They look exactly like their photos. I just love Rain and her husband. I wish that we lived closer to one another so we could have a walk in the park every single weekend. I am so happy for Rain that she is living the life that is so good for her family and her health. It looks like small town life really suits her. I feel so blessed to have met this wonderful soul in person.
Sunday afternoon was as lazy and relaxing as could be. Bob took a nice long nap in the room. I sat in the back porch of the bed and breakfast and wrote this blog post while listening to the breeze gently blowing the leaves and the subtle sound of the nearby creek.
I even managed to read a few chapters of my novel uninterrupted as I had the open area of the inn all by myself. This is my definition of a perfect vacation. Some active time and some down time.
Things on the food front were great on this trip as well. In additional to the dinner with my niece and the breakfasts, we had a leisurely lunch (over 1.5 hours) and a relaxing and slow dinner (over 2 hours). Bob had a beer flight at an alehouse for lunch.
The German meal for dinner was within walking distance to our inn. My pork shank was such a delight: flavorful and tender inside, crispy on the outside. I did Chinese people proud by cleaning all the meat off the bone. The mushroom sauce on Bob’s dish was delicious. I thought we didn’t have room for dessert, but I was totally wrong. We had crepes with chocolate and hazelnut sauce.
We are going home today. As far as a long weekend goes, this has been one perfect one. So why am I calling this Babymoon Number One? A few weeks ago, Bob asked me if he could go to a work conference in Hawaii in July. Initially I was a little hesitant about it because we would be about 30 to 31 weeks into our pregnancy. But then I thought about it, and thought what the heck. Let’s just enjoy life and plan for it. Bob went ahead and bought his plane ticket. And then this thought crept into our heads. What if I tagged along and went with him? Hotel will already be paid for. I would just need to purchase a plane ticket. After a lot of contemplation (such as using up vacation time, the babies’ possible early arrival, and the cost), we decided that we should just take this opportunity for me to play before the babies come. So I did! I bought a plane ticket along with travel insurance (just in case we need to cancel) for me to go for about 6 day to Honolulu! Bob will be very busy with his work conference even on the weekend. I will most likely be playing by myself one last time before our babies take up our lives. So should I even be calling that Babymoon Number Two if we are going to have fun separately? I’d say so! It will be our one last chance before we enjoy having two extra little people enriching our lives. I know I will thoroughly enjoy and appreciate the downtime before craziness starts.