Poor Ry. Shortly after finding out we were unexpectedly expecting two bundles of joy, I took off for Mexico on a business trip. Left him all alone to contemplate the fact that, in less than one year, we went from ski bumming it in MT, living in a studio apartment, to the proud owners of a house in MN, a dog and 2 soon-to-be babies.
Shortly after I left for Mexico, the swine flu broke out. Normally, I think those health alerts are silly. Then I got to the Mexico City airport, noted that every person was wearing a surgical mask and airport personnel were quarantining those with temperatures. Being pregnant, I suddenly wished I had one of those masks. But I made it home safely, swine flu free. Say that 5 times fast.
Just a few weeks after that, Ry and I headed to Sedona, AZ for my close friend Meggan's wedding. We planned a little side trip of hiking. I was super excited. Until I realized that neither my bridesmaid's dress OR hiking pants would fit. I had the dress let out at the seams and just wore my hiking pants halfway zipped. Must've been a sight to see. And that was at just 14 weeks. I was so big so early that people at the wedding asked, "Is it TRIPLETS?" Not funny, folks. But the wedding was incredible - Meggan found a really special person - and Sedona is breathtaking. Even if I couldn't hike more than 5 miles at once. And I can't wait to see the photos of Meg and I together, she in her wedding dress. She insisted on rubbing the belly every time. But I think they will be beautiful - two friends smack dab in a few of the happiest moments of their lives.
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