Out of Town

I promised I would take DW out of town once Eleventh kid moved on, and here were are.  Very few people know where we actually are.

We arrived last night, by train.  The train was delayed by 4 hours because the weather is bad and trees kept falling on the tracks!  But what did we care?  We were on a train!  

Getting stuck on a train is way better than getting stuck on a plane.  You can walk around, there's a dining car with a bar, you can keep yourself fairly occupied and happy if you've a mind to.  Someone behind us on the train was relaying the delays to someone else on her phone.  "It's been HELL," she told her phone companion.  DW and I giggled.  So NOT hell.

Our hotel room is small and comfortable and the staff is easy-going, friendly, and helpful.  DW is still asleep, of course, so I'm up doing my thing until we can head to breakfast.  Maybe I'll get up and take a walk before she gets going.  The town we are in is small with lots of little shops on our street.

Man, I love my wife.  She's a fantastic travelling companion, as we discovered on our honeymoon adventure and it just gets confirmed on little trips like this.  She's hilarious and sweet, she's weird, and she puts up with my shenanigans.  I am so lucky.

We're probably going to need to take a tiny little trip like this sometime in the Spring.  Where should we go?

Way to Grow!

This week a tiny Homer and an increasingly-round Mama are in the tropical paradise of Kauai on a family vacation.  Oma and Opa will be celebrating their 40th anniversary around the time that Homer is due, so we are all (along with sister, brother-in-law, and 2-1/2 year-old niece) together a little earlier in the year when it's easier for everyone to get away.

I have been quite angry at pants these days, I may have told you already.  I bought my first pair of maternity jeans right before Christmas and I LOVE THEM.  They made me feel so good that I decided to divert some of my grocery budget over to getting a few more staples of maternity-wear.  If I feel good, then I feel good.  Just the way it goes.

So, yes, my waist is getting thicker.  It depends on who you talk to as to whether I'm "showing" or not, because I had a nice, round belly to begin with.  I hadn't gained any weight by the time I left for Kauai on 12/28, but we'll see what things look like once I return.  I've been eating like a kalua pig on this trip.  Considering that two weeks ago, Aunt J lent me the comfiest pair of shorts ever and today they, too, were making me angry, I'm beginning to think we are in a growth spurt.  Also of note is that I could still, for short periods of time, lay on my belly earlier on this trip, and today I couldn't even let my belly hit the bed as I flopped over to the other side without severe discomfort.

So, way to grow, Little Homer!

We did some sight-seeing this morning, and then had fish tacos and ice cream for lunch.  I will likely spend large chunks of the afternoon, with my feet up, reading on the lanai, or perhaps knitting another pair of baby socks.  Regardless, I am having a lovely time with my family doting on me and my baby belly.  Happy New Year and Aloha!