I have exactly one recurring dream. The overall gist of the dream is that I’ve procrastinated hard for a science project and instead of facing the music I keep skipping the class to the point where I have no choice but to drop it. I don’t like to delve into what dreams mean but this one seems pretty obvious – I’ve been putting off something that needs addressing.

I have exactly one picture of my desk in college and it happens to be from when my friends decorated it for my birthday. I swear, I was more studious than this photo lets on.

What this has to do with my blog, is that like that recurring dream, the longer I take a hiatus from posting, the guiltier I feel about it and the more it seems impossible to come back from.

Recently, my blogger-idol, The Everywhereist, posted a video on her Facebook page titled, How to Make Your Audience Fall in Love with Your Blog. The video, of course, is great with lots of inspirational genius and wit. One part in particular stood out to me where she advises her fellow bloggers to be honest with their readers when they have a lull in posting instead of just disappearing. This part struck a chord with me because I haven’t been posting much and even though the reason for my recent lapse is hardly a mystery (babies, although quite wonderful, are well-known time-sucks), I still feel like I should keep you all in the loop.

Here’s the thing, as I’m sure you can all imagine, I’m not traveling right now. Depending on Andy’s work schedule and a few other things, I probably won’t be traveling until sometime at the beginning of next year – that’s about three months from now. It’s not that three months is all that long, I’ve gone for longer stretches than that without traveling and not had it affect my blog, but this time is different.

It’s not that I’ve run out of ideas:

I’ve never told you about that time, right before my wedding that I accidentally ended up in Nicaragua.

Opps… and yes, booze was involved.

I’ve also never shared where you should go if you want to see silent lightening.

Go here, Lake Peten Itza, in Guatemala and wait for the sun to set.

Or taste wine flavored ice cream.

Like we did here on the side of this steep, steep vineyard in Bacharach, Germany.

But somehow, going back and talking about those things right now seems really disjointed. It would feel weird to have exactly one post on the biggest thing to ever happen to me and then immediately go back to recounting past trips like nothing ever happened. Still, on the other hand, I don’t really have anything new to tell you about the twins. I mean, sure, I could easily go on and on about them, but as someone who’s never really been all that into other peoples’ kids, I get that a lot of the stuff I’d be going on and on about is really only interesting to Andy and I.

Like the fact that Paige rolled over and Millie just can’t stop smiling.

And they’re both getting so big!

So where do I go from here?

The answer is that I’m not really sure. I’d love to complete some of my previous thoughts about past trips as long as you all promise not to think it’s weird or that I’m trying to shut you out from what’s currently happening (believe me, if you want baby pictures, I’ve got baby pictures). I’d also love to share some of my musings on how our future travel with the twins will go and what things make me the most excited and what things scare the hell out of me.

So there you have it. A post on why I haven’t been posting. Coming up next will probably be a mish mash of past travel posts and my thoughts on our future travel life. I hope you’ll all stick around for the ride.