Oh hey there, 4 month blog break. It certainly hasn’t been for lack of content, but we’ve been in a 4-month survival period from which we’re slowly emerging. We took an un-blogged-about trip to Rochester NY for a wedding, where we found out about this little interloper:
And thus began the Lost Summer of going to work, coming home, melting into the couch, and never doing the dishes (Johnny does it, but I’m only just getting back into the groove of sometimes cooking dinner, eating it, and cleaning up after). At this point, Baby Trailmix is kicking like a champ, Daddy is keeping house like it’s his job, and Mama is delighted to be at the point where chocolate sounds good again.
We did manage to do some fun things this summer, including trips to Montreal, Maine, Boston, and Minnesota, and photos from those trips may just get posted at some point. In the meantime, I’ve got some other posts brewing – a few killer recipes we’ve made, and a story about how our recent trip to Pottery Barn turned into an unexpected ordeal. I’ve also been Instagramming more often than blogging, so hop over there if you want more frequent little snapshots.
Finally, at Mom’s request, a photo of what I wore Sunday, complete with 22 week baby. I promise I’ve been taking other photos as we go along, but we’re really only getting to the noteworthy bump now. Yesterday marked the first time a relative stranger (our parish’s pro-life coordinator, in this case, so I guess it’s okay) asked if I was pregnant.
Sweater: Lands End, pretty old and holding up like a champ
Tank: Old Navy (non-maternity, just two sizes up)
Shoes: Clark’s, found cheap on Amazon. Counting on these to carry my balance-challenged self through the icy winter.