Earlier in the season, I explained that my dear husband urged me to do a much smaller garden this year, mainly due to how sick I’ve been with this pregnancy and the fact that I should be very pregnant by the end of the summer and probably won’t want to be doing too much work in the garden.
So, very simply, we have two raised beds with several types of tomatoes, four types of peppers (hot and sweet), carrots, two types of basil, parsley, yellow squash, zucchini, cucumber and pickling cucumber. I also have a pot with mint and another with a bean that Grace grew at school. I think it might be a Lima bean. I guess we’ll find out!
I had to be creative with the garden, though. I had planned to do square-foot gardening exactly to plan, but ended up tweaking it so I could fit more and it make it work better for what I had. I went to a locally owned garden center where they were selling 36 plants for only $10. They forced me to change things up in the garden. Fortunately, I have some leftover plants to share with friends because I had already grown several from seed.
Last summer, I purchased two blueberry plants. Unfortunately, one was mowed down in the fall, but the other is doing quite well. We’re excited to taste some blueberries very soon. We also have a cherry tree and two pears trees that we hope will give us fruit during the warmer summer months.
We’ve been fortunate, this spring, to have had relatively mild weather. The year that our youngest was born was inundated with tornado watches and warnings. It was scary for the children, and, now, whenever the wind blows strongly, they become nervous that a tornado is headed our way. The other day, we had a quick storm that blew our heavy-duty garbage can down the road. I went out to chase it was, literally, pushed by the wind. Thankfully, the storm passed very quickly.
We watched BBC news together the other night. It was heartbreaking to see the devastation that tornadoes have caused in the past week. My heart hurts for those who have lost loved ones, especially those who have lost young children.
May we all continue to pray for them in the days to come as they try to pick up the pieces.
When I drop off my daughter at school in the morning, we drive past this tree in the car line. In the winter, it is very dark, but in March the sun began to rise around the time that I brought her to school. These pictures span seven weeks; look at the difference!
One day we even saw an owl sitting on the fence!
We are halfway through May, and Spring has finally arrived. Although, I fear it isn’t going to last long and is going to quickly turn into summer before we’re ready.
It has been a long while since I’ve given any sort of update on what has been going on in our home. To be honest, it has been a rough few months, but I feel like I might be coming out of it now. I no longer feel like I’m struggling to keep my head above water. I guess you could say I am now treading water.
I actually took the kids to the park yesterday! This may not seem like a big deal, but when you’ve been getting sick every single day for months, being able to do something as simple as going to church, the grocery store or the park is a monumental success. However, it doesn’t mean I felt great; it just meant that I was managing enough to have some semblance of a life again. I try to not push myself too much and I take time every afternoon to rest. If I don’t…. well, you don’t want to know.
The kids are great. Homeschooling is going well. I haven’t been pushing him too much recently because I have been so sick, but we’ve been getting things done, and he is excelling. Our daughter finished up all her end of the year testing and did very well. I’m very much looking forward to teaching her at home next year. She is such a self-motivated learner!
Our three year old is a fun as ever with a bit of the threes in there making things difficult. He is interested in learning and has finally mastered his colors; he can also count backwards. Our little guy is making progress in the speech department, but will be evaluated in the coming weeks for a speech delay. I have a gut feeling that he won’t qualify, but it doesn’t hurt to find out. The little one growing inside of me has a nice strong heartbeat that we’ve been able to hear this week, thanks to a friend for letting me borrow the doppler. The majority of our family thinks it is a girl. We will find out in about a month!
My wonderful husband has been a huge help in the past weeks. I’ve struggled with even the most basic home tasks, and he has stepped up to help out in a big way. Thankfully, I am doing a bit better, so I hope we can fall back into our regular routine soon.