Sunday the three (five) of us decided to go swimming at the Rec-Plex.  I do not own a maternity bathing suit.  With my Becca pregnancy, I had placenta previa for most of it, and was told not to exercise, therefore, no swimming.  I do have a two piece that fits.  The best I can say of my appearance in it is that everthing that needs to be covered, is.  Nothing seems to be in danger of becoming uncovered.

Becca was loving the leisure pool.  She was just finally starting to inch away from Daddy, when someone made it clear that they were not wearing a proper swim diaper.  Yes, they pooped in the pool.  Everyone had to get out.  Becca was having a little hissy, not wanting to get out.  We were told it would be an hour for the fresh chlorine to settle before we could get back in, so we were done for the day.

I tried to take Becca swimming today.  We ate lunch at A&W, then drove toward the Rec-Plex.  The little stinker fell asleep by the time I got to Mexico Rd.  We are talking all of five minutes here.  I told Ben that with the time and incredible effort I had invested in shaving my legs this morning, he was going to get to go swimming with us tonight.  Hopefully, there will be no poopee.