Things to come

Here is some of what we have been doing. This weekend Tim's twin nieces were christened in Esperance, and it was a bit of a taste of things to come.

Otherwise we have been enjoying the normalcy of the now, before harvest begins again for the year. Swathing should begin this week, and although every time I am sure harvest is embedded in my memory, somehow I can't remember how it goes or how I feel.

The babe is all going well, and while I'm sure my stomach can't be any more squashed, it seems we're only just over halfway.

Here it is

Baby yoga

We had our halfway ultrasound yesterday, which entailed a 3 hour round trip to town and a very full bladder...The baby's stats are all normal, so that is a big relief. While the baby has been very active recently, it got into something like a sun salutation (head between legs, hands behind head), and stayed there for the whole ultrasound. Needless to say it took the poor technician nearly 45 mins to find everything as the baby was so curled up. We also didn't get a good whole body picture, or see its face very clearly. But - just as we were finishing it moved! So we saw a bit of the face and legs. Otherwise had our first antenatal class last night, and should have some interesting topics of conversation for the drive home.

halfway there

This week marks halfway through the farm child's incubation period. So it's good in a way, and also reminds me how long there is to go! Life carries on as always - not much in the way of events or revelations to blog about. This morning I have prepared the vegetable beds for the spring plantings that I will put in late, this week. Corn, zucchini, eggplant, tomatoes, some more spinach and some other herbs and things hopefully. So now it's time to have an afternoon nap and think about what else there is to do in the next 20 weeks, before life changes in a big way.

...and this as well

what we've been up to

the educated farmer

My farmer and I are just returned from kota kinabalu, and here is some of what we have been doing overseas - attending weddings and watching orangutans. My farmer spent 6 months in indonesia, and it turns out that malay and indonesian are very similar languages. So I have once again been in awe of his skill in slipping straight back into the language, and communicating about things from pregnancy to pool towels.