I’ve been swampedly busy. Yes, swampedly IS an adjective, though a rarely used one. (In Lizim anyway.)
Reese watched Anne of Green Gables all the way through for the first time, said daaaadaaay the other day (Southern baby for you) and is going to get her picture taken with a lamb in 2 weeks for a small but ridiculously high fee for having a picture taken with a lamb. The price of having a baby and no farm.
She has also taken to loving goaty milk. I have to call it goaty milk or I remember that it comes from goats, the animal I really detest the most of all.
I have had the easiest first few months of a pregnancy as anyone could have, miraculously and wonderfully. Time goes by really fast. I intend to have a homebirth and am glad to save that giant chunk of money. With the new insurance we would have to pay $5,800 vs. the midwife’s $1,800.
A turkey sandwich with my name on it and a Coke await me, so farewell.
