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Whoever knew that so much could pack into 3.5 days of freedom from work and the normal day-to-day life?

We got to see the baby again on Friday for the 17-week ultrasound. Of course, this little person (who is already demonstrating many characteristics of its father) decided to hide and not cooperate when it came to showing us the gender–so we still don’t know. However, the little wiggle worm seems to be growing well and just loves to show off “his” (I hate calling the baby “it”) hands. Again he gave us a left hand wave. He really does have two hands–we’ve seem both of them. We just seem to get photos only of the left. We still think the baby is a boy, but we should find out for sure on June 18.

I simply love Charleston, SC. And since it had been several years since we had made the trip, we decided to pack up on Saturday and head down. Saying that it was a beautiful day is an understatement. The weather was perfect! All we did was walk around the city–one of our favorite things to do when visiting somewhere–just exploring. We discovered the College of Charleston, which is now added to my list of favorite places in the world. The campus is gorgeous! I could have walked around there all day. Hours of walking, an IMAX showing (that baby didn’t seem to like much, if the amount of kicking was any indication), and a sunset stroll on the beach later we headed home–only to have the car die in the middle lane of the interstate just out of North Charleston. It was 10:15 pm.

We managed to get towed to the only place we could find that would be open on a Sunday–Wal-Mart with an auto shop–and tried to find a hotel room so we could get some sleep and deal with the car the next day. But due to a music festival going on in Charleston, all of the hotels were booked. The short of it is that we finally found a room at 3:30am. Once the taxi ride and all was over, we crashed at the hotel around 4:30am. Let’s just say that a pregnant woman with a broken down car staying up until 4:30am is not a good thing. The poor baby has now experienced his first real bout of stress. Although our situation hardly compared, we wondered if we were feeling a tiny bit like Mary and Joseph felt as they searched for a room two thousand years ago.

On Sunday (after washing clothes in the sink and drying them with a hair dryer) we had the car towed to Sears, where they were able to repair the problem–alternator. Praise God that it was something they could fix there because with Memorial Day on Monday, we would have been stranded until Tuesday waiting for something else to open. Through it all God protected and provided, for which we are exceedingly grateful. It was the most expensive “one-day” trip we have ever made (we should feel like celebrities, right–spending that much in a day), but the wonderful time we had in Charleston on Saturday made up for the trouble.