Ryan had the genius idea to tack on a beach trip to our Charleston visit, thus spawning a babymoon trip. Ever since we found out I was pregnant, I had been secretly hoping we would take a trip, just the two of us, but Ryan kept dashing my dreams by shutting down any talk of a “babymoon” initially.
I think my husband just likes to tell me “no,” with every intention of eventually saying “yes,” so that he looks like some kind of hero. Well, it works — but I’m on to you, honey!
Unlike the trips we typically take together, we did a whole lot of nothing on this trip — just lounging by the pool and eating seafood. So with that, this post is purely a visual glimpse into our babymoon at Hilton Head.