I must admit, being pregnant seemed to dominate the trip in my mind and body. I loved every walk, tour, and day trip we took, but seemed constantly reminded that I was sharing the experience with more than just Jason. But I wasn't alone - we counted 17 other pregnant ladies, and 4 that may have been.... It didn't seem so much like the romantic city you hear about in the movies. There were so many families and strollers, each of which reminded me how much easier we had it to be kid-free for a few days.
We enjoyed, among other things, the sounds and smells of a mass at Notre Dame, the stories in the windows of St. Chapelle, the cool air atop the Eiffel Tower, the affordable shopping in the Latin Quarter, the architecture of the Orsay Museum, the flowers and peace at Giverny, and the fountain show at Versailles.
I must admit - the food was a little rich for us, and we weren't quite rich enough for
much of it anyway. But we had quite a few yummy crepes, some baguette sandwiches, one incredible quiche lorraine, some really french fries, and an abundance of free "snacks" at the Hilton where we stayed the first three days.
I must admit - the food was a little rich for us, and we weren't quite rich enough for
After being home for three weeks, I guess what I remember most is just enjoying the perfect temperatures and having my husband all to myself. In a couple of months it will have been 12 years since our first date. I'm still working on finding the "secrets for a perfect marriage," but it's got to help that we just really enjoy being together.