I really didn’t get much done this weekend, but my husband sure did!
He went to town on the weeds that overgrew 1/4 of our property this summer with the mower, hauled in rock for all of my garden boxes and 3 boxes are full of soil now, 3 more to go. Hooked up my garden hose until I can get the drip system in, planted 2 pepper plants and planted a citronella plant for the porch to help get the nasty mosquitoes thwarted off.
He cleared out the rest of the horse stalls, he collected eggs this weekend, he cleaned, he took Lilly shopping with him.
I’m sure he did a bunch of other things I’m not even aware of yet.
Only thing I can really account for this weekend is a bit of homework, some form development for hopefully a freelance job and took care of my neighbors dogs.
Oh… I did make home-made biscuits and gravy as a thank you for all of his hard work. Though that actually means I destroyed the kitchen that he cleaned up. If it counts, I’ll take the trash out tonight.
My little girl is all about the chickies, as you can tell from her picture.
Today she is 2 months, 11 days old. In 5 days, she will be taking her first airplane ride back to Iowa! (I hate to say it but PRAY FOR SNOW once we’re there, that would be awesome to get pictures in!)
I have a ton of packing to do and gotta run down my list of everything I need while I’m there, need to call the airlines and verify what they allow as carry-on for a baby (some airlines are different). I can’t wait to see my family and friends again!
I suspect there will be lots… and lots… and lots… of pictures.
I haven’t had a chance to update the blog for a little while, it’s been hectic. I’m now in my 8th month of pregnancy and trying to get things prepared. I’m wiped out and tired, hormonal, cranky, you know, the usual.
I saw a saying the other day that cracked me up that I would love to put on my desk at work… “Due to pregnancy hormones, I might break out in tears or kill you in the next 5 minutes”. That is so unbelievably accurate at times.
On other stuff:
My (remaining) chicks are enduring the summer heat so far. They get misted down daily from noon to 4pm and seem to enjoy it because they’re always out playing in it. Ray’s been collecting eggs lately, cuz the small walk from the coop to the house in full blazing sun about knocks me on my ass.
Mom will be here at the end of next week and I have a week of vacation to look forward to. I am hoping to spend a lot of time at my mom’s hotel in her pool, shopping around for Lilly and working on her bedroom with mom. We still don’t have the crib assembled yet, but we did get it into the her room and got the spare bed pulled out of there so it’s a start.
Horses are doing good, just chillin’ out in their pasture, probably bored out of their minds, but at least they can roam around and munch. Lazy grazers.
We’ve had a bit of bad luck rolling around our heads but we’re coping with it. Every couple of years, we have a time-period when everything (usually mechanical) goes wrong… I am under the belief that our luck is getting it out of the way before Lilly gets here so we get a couple of good years in there without the upheaval, ha! I blew up my husband blogs last weekend which was a major disaster, he blew up the riding lawn mower, and who knows what blew up 2 batteries on the jeep. We’re hoping we just got a bad battery and that the new one we bought today is fine…. otherwise we’re looking at something electrical. Hope not! But we have put a lot of miles on my poor jeep. It just goes through batteries in the summer for some reason.
And on that note, I had 2 hours of sleep last night and tonight is going to be a very early night. So I’m going to go watch a season 2 episode of Sons of Anarchy and then I’m taking my butt to bed!
So I have a doc appt on Friday to finally meet with one of the doctors. They have us meet with all the doctors in the office during different appointments so we’re comfortable no matter what with who is on call when labor begins.
I asked the P.A., Abbey, why she couldn’t deliver the baby (because I like her so much)… her response was “Oh honey, you don’t want me to deliver the baby, cuz I’d just bawl the whole time…. I’d be like… Sniff.. sniff.. Here’s your…. WAHHHHHHHHHHHHH.. baby, and then I wouldn’t be able to pass the baby to you because I’d be crying too hard”
She just cracks me up.
4 more weeks and we will be doing the anatomy scan. My mother swears that Peanut is a boy. So does my husband. I’m not sure which and I suppose it doesn’t matter to me either way. We have the names already picked out (if it’s a boy, my husband is the Fourth for a namesake so this one would obviously be the Fifth, Version 5.0). If it’s a girl, I’ve had the name picked out since I was 12 and it always stuck. I did do a slight variation change to it though but mums the word on that. When we find out the sex of the baby, I’ll state the name. Of course, knowing our luck, we’d end up having what happened to my co-worker, who was told they were having a girl, who popped out a boy. Lol… That just makes me paranoid. If they say it’s a girl, do I trust it?
I’m really anxious though for the scan. Fingers crossed they get a good shot!
I’m going to be a mommy!
I have been a little quiet on my blog lately, because it’s been very difficult to write posts when all I want to do is scream “HECK YEAH, I’M FINALLY PREGNANT!!” from the roof tops for the last 3 months.
It’s been a long wait for this to finally happen and we are beside ourselves in excitement. So many things to do, so many decisions, so many conversations I need to have yet with my sister-in-law (CrunchyBeachMama) on diapers and making baby food.
My in-laws looked at me a little funny when I told them we’re going with cloth diapers. They didn’t get it really from the environmental stand point, but when I said “Okay, so I can spend about 250 bucks on cloth diapers for the entire diapering life, or I can spend what, 250.00 in a couple months? Thousands over the whole time?” THEN they were cool with it. HA!
I have to wonder what life is going to be like for our little one. Growing up on a small ranch, mom and dad always involved in some construction project, raised around horses and chickens and well, probably a goat or two eventually. Plus, he/she will have total nerds for parents.
Well, one thing will be for sure, they’ll know how to sling a hammer, turn a wrench, how to treat animals and will probably know how to build a computer server from the ground up and how to configure it by the time their six. HA!
Growing up in Dad’s observatory looking at the stars, or going out to Granite Gap for camping and viewing the stars away from the light pollution, learning geological processes from mom and rock hounding, investigating minerals and rock formations and earth processes.
Yeah, our poor kid is gonna be a such a nerd. So we also have to investigate more social settings too.
So much to do. So that’s my news!