…starting to feel a bit overwhelmed by the lack of organization in my email folders. I have the people I need to contact in one month, then the ones that need a response right now and then the ones I just don’t want to deal with, but need to.
…feeling like our vegetable and herb garden could be the bestest ever in the history of Ferry family gardens, but if – and only IF – spring will actually stick around and our summer lasts longer than September 1st.
…clearly showing, but still at that point where people stare and wonder if I’ve just gained weight or am pregnant. It is kind of fun to see them ponder it.
…hoping to tan this summer, not just burn. A farmer’s tan is okay.
…looking for well-fitting maternity jeans. Most of what I have come across accounts for an enlarged butt in addition to a growing a belly. It’s just my belly growing and that’s where I need the room.
…thinking that a new chicken coop is in order. Bigger. Better ventilation. Larger laying boxes. The hunt must begin for secondhand lumber.
…thinks a new (and larger!) chicken coop means it is the perfect time to acquire more chickens.
…feels like there aren’t many things that make me feel more beautiful than having Jacob rub my belly and tell me I look sexy.