THE BIG APPLE

For a few years, I visited the Big Apple on an annual basis … but until this weekend, my last trip was back in 2008.  

I still remember the trip as if it was yesterday  … A and I had planned to take my parents on a weekend getaway to NYC for a few months ahead of time, and we just so happened to find out we were expecting the day before we flew out.  What was meant to be a relaxing weekend sightseeing turned into a memorable few days filled with many happy tears from the new-to-be grandparents (and us!).  We strolled the streets imagining life ahead with a child and taking bets if those tiny flutters were from a baby boy or girl (I was right- hence the blue onesie!).  We met up with our dear friends E and N only to find out that they were expecting too!  Our due dates were only 10 days apart.  It was such a fun weekend. 

So after a four day work trip to NYC this weekend (without kids- thanks Grandma S and Grandpa J), we just had to buy a bigger version of the iconic tourist t-shirt … actually, we needed THREE of them. My, how life has changed!