It is a lovely 88 degress today. In April…in the Pacific Northwest. I am deliriously happy about it. It is of course, only supposed to last one day, but I’ll take it.
I am 19 weeks pregnant today. I am looking (and feeling) good and pregnant all of a sudden. It feels a little impossible that this pregnancy is already just about half way done with. I keep trying to tell myself to enjoy it and soak it in, because this is the last time…but the truth is, I’m just not that into pregnancy.
I am really enjoying to feel this baby move and kick and twirl. It’s a sweet reminder of what’s to come. That part I will miss I’m sure.
We are spending lots of time in our backyard. The boys are content to dig in the dirt and play on their swing set. I putter in the yard and go in and out of the house doing my thing. I told Aaron last night that I really feel like I’m ‘settling in’ to this house. I feel like our blood, sweat and tears is paying off…the yard is maturing, the house is slowly but surely coming together, and the boys are old enough to enjoy all of it. It makes me happy. I drug a couple of lawn chairs to the front yard so Lu and I could be comfy while we watch Jack zoom his bicycle up and down the driveway and around the coul-d-sac.
This is a sweet season right now.
I’m sure it will rain later in the week and I won’t quite have the rose-colored glasses on that I do today. But for some reason, I am particularly happy and content today. Happy boys, sweet kicks from the baby growing in my belly, beautiful sunshine and green grass to run between my toes.
It’s a good Monday.