Last week I was MIA on the blog due to a drippy nose, sore throat, no energy, sinus infection and congestion which affected my sleep at night! As if once-a-night trips to the bathroom from pregnancy weren’t enough of a sleep robber to begin with, I finally caught the dreaded sickness from the boys!
For several nights I tossed and turned, getting only a few hours of sleep from the inability to breathe, and my refusal to take anything in my 34 weeks pregnant state. In desperation I went to the drugstore with Kleenex in hand and hunted down the nasal “breathe strips” and a Neti Pot. At first I was so congested the saline solution couldn’t forge a path, but finally one nostril was relieved and I managed to sleep well with oxygen going in and out one path.
The real relief came when I received my final acupuncture treatment and she put needles in my nose. She said it would sting, but I didn’t care. I was desperate! The relief was real and immediate! Ahhh! After a week I sound worse than I feel, since my voice is still being affected. Now it’s just the dreaded third trimester leg cramps that makes me jump out of bed like I just saw a snake! It’s amazing the agility I can have for one with such a large belly! Those pesky leg cramps always annoy me as I rub and massage and stretch as hard as I can until the muscle finally relaxes and it subsides. Nathan’s nose finally dried up and Dan is fully recovered as well. Family sickness is a trial for anyone!
‘Uh-oh’ is Nathan’s newest word. It is SO cute to hear him say it with his little person voice and even in proper context. He gets hyper and excited over trucks, tractors, semis and combines. Pretty much any vehicle or machinery! During the last days of nice fall weather we would walk down the driveway to get the mail and he would check the neighbor’s corn. He did this before, as I shared. But this time, he would find an ear of corn and give a little scream of surprise and delight, then move on to the next one and do the same. It was quite amusing.
He is my sous chef. It’s a fancy French word for assistant to the Head Chef, which would be me, in this case. He is becoming quite independent and can climb up a chair by himself. He has discovered his own ability to push a chair over to the counter so he can climb up and “help” me make dinner. His help usually involves an attempt to stir something or grab a bite of whatever I’m chopping. I watch him for a reaction when he steals raw red or white onion. After a few bites, he gets down and calmly goes and finds his sippy cup of water, and I smile. He eats sticks of raw squash, pieces of spinach leaves, raw cauliflower and brussels sprouts that I’m getting ready to roast. I figure this way he is more likely to try things. One night I told Dan it was hard for me to be upset at his having a tantrum over wanting more raw broccoli as I put it in the oven. It’s not like he was throwing himself on the floor for candy!! He gave me a good gut laugh when I was making garden vegetable pizza last Friday. He had a light supper on his own while I prepped the pizza, and then helped me check on it several times in the oven. The last time, when it was ready, I told him to stand back because it was hot, opened the oven door and he screamed like he’d seen a ghost! It was hilarious! And all because there was something in the oven, and it was ready to eat! He helped me scarf down a few delicious slices of pizza loaded with roasted zucchini, mushrooms, onions, peppers, tomatoes, mozzarella and parmesan cheese on a nice homemade slightly crispy crust! Yum!
Dan and I are on the countdown to babytime! I packed an emergency kit for the car, just in case! It doesn’t hurt to be prepared. My health is prime, with the exception of not getting out to walk as much with the frigid weather and piercing wind! Baby is very active and after a weekend watching a 4 mos. old baby overnight, I think Nathan will be quite helpful with a new sibling, until he gets bored of being inside of course. That is my only fear!
Last Friday we joined some friends for Library time. He acted shy and sat in my lap, until we made a monster from construction paper. He just turned 18 mos. and so since he’s had little exposure to this sort of crafting he tried to eat the glue, multiple times! And this is why I haven’t done crafts or play-doh!
Dan cleaned out the entire garden two weekends ago, and my workload was significantly decreased! All we need to do to button up the farm is cut down the raspberry canes and the sunflowers he left for the bluejays to eat. The goats are getting nice thick fur and enjoy the sun when they can. The chickens are only laying 9-12 eggs a day with the cold weather.
And that’s the news from this uh-oh-and-sick week on the farm!