I took a few days off from the blog while the in-laws were in town. My husband's parents and one set of grandparents were in town (yep, six adults in one apartment, it was cozy) for a week. It was lively and enjoyable, but it's nice to once again have the bathtub to myself utterly guilt-free for an hour. Yesterday's pregnancy milestone du jour was actually seeing the movement when Bizzleburp started kicking. (Hey! My shirt moved, and it wasn't me belching!) So this morning I took a nice luxurious soak in the tub and watched the show when wee Biz got hiccups. Getting out of the tub was really hard - not just because I was having a lovely time, but mostly because when getting up, I move with the graceful ease of a cow on an ice rink. Ooooof!