Better Late Than Never

I think that may be my new blogging motto- "Better Late Than Never..."


For Nicole's birthday, the husbands had concocted to send us on a little girls trip! We spent 5 days...yes count that, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 days in New York City.

We were a skit I tell you. Two grown women who have not been on a trip without their husbands in a very long time and wondering how to keep it all together....navigating airports, taxis, directions, the city and our schedule. You tend to fall into the habit of managing the children while your husband leads the way.

I have never been more educated on germs in my whole life. Nicole made sure we wore the "booties" at the airport when we took off our shoes, used an insane amount of Germ-X and nearly scrubbed the skin off our hands from washing. Not to mention, our jeans got a wash after every single day (because who knew what germs were lying there). There was not a germ within a 5 mile radius of us...

I loved every minute of just getting to spend one on one time with Nicole. We got to see interesting shows together, stay up late talking, getting up early to have nothing that we "have" to do (except for the taxi day but we're sowing that one for the kingdom, right? ;), and scoured that city for a good deal (but few were to be found).

The best part was going to church on Sunday! If you ever wanted a glimpse of what heaven is going to be like, I highly suggest you attend service at Times Square Church. There are more than 100 nationalities represented every week in worship and when they praise God it is with abandonment. The sermon was so powerful and it was an amazing testimony of how God is working in that city.

The whole trip was an adventure! Sometimes in the routine of motherhood its good to break out of the norm and feel the wind (or the smog) in your hair!

I was talking to the husband before I left and said, "I think that this should be my pregnancy present." To which he so sweetly tells me that this is a present for me for no other reason than "just because." Major brownie points.

You better believe that when baby girl gets here and I haven't slept in a few weeks (or months:) that I will thank God for my mommy vacation.