It's been a long time since I last wrote a blog... long enough that I'm second guessing myself, typing and backspacing, typing and backspacing in a frenzy of indecision. I've started and stopped writing this post easily a dozen times.
The problem is, I'm not a planner. I like to think that I am, I strive to be one actually, but the truth is I'm best when I'm spontaneous, writing from my heart rather than from my head. It doesn't help that I'm out of practice, the last blog I wrote was in May... and we're almost through October now. Eeek.
There's so much to tell you, so much has happened these past months that I've been absent from the blogosphere... too much for just one post. So I'm going to start with the obvious, the easy, the adorable...
Deklan, of course.
He's 26 months old, we celebrated his 2nd Birthday at the beginning of September (because August was so RIDICULOUSLY busy, like srsly, so busy) with a pony party! Yes, ponies. Actually, technically they're miniature horses, but ponies is easier and more fun to say.
His new favourite word is "No", which really doesn't surprise me. I wish he didn't say it when I ask him "Do you love me?", it's not really an ego boost when he answers "NO NO no no no no NO NO NO!" with a mischievous grin on his face. I know he does love me, but really, it'd be nice if he would say it every once in a while!! Throw me a bone here, Deklan.
He still loves tractors, trucks, cars, basically anything with a motor and wheels, actually just wheels as he also loves bikes... He does like to play with a baby dolly occasionally, since we've told him we're going to have a baby, and the dolly at Grandma's house is realistic with eyes that open and close (one of those "tilt to blink" baby dollies). He's actually pretty good with the dolly, he doesn't slam it on the ground or swing it around by it's legs or try to poke it's eyes out... it gives me a small measure of hope that he won't attempt any gymnastics with our newborn when the baby arrives sometime in November.
That leads me nicely to my next topic, my pregnancy! I'm 35 weeks pregnant, almost done cookin'. It's been a long pregnancy for me, I've had fatigue and morning sickness (that lasts all day, so all day sickness) and leg cramps and varicose veins and backache and fatigue and nausea and fatigue, all those lovely symptoms that I didn't have with my first pregnancy. So far, no sign of pre-eclampsia, so I'm crossing all my fingers and toes that I don't have to deal with that noise again.
We didn't find out the sex of the baby this time, so we're going to have a surprise! I wanted to find out, but Ty really really didn't, and I knew I couldn't keep it a secret if I found out and he didn't (I'd let it slip somehow...) so as a kindness to him, I didn't ask (even though my Mom said she would have if she were me! *Gasp* so evil....) I do have a feeling, we'll see if I'm right or not when the baby comes....
What's next... hmm... Oh yeah! We moved! We sold our house on the terrible no good very bad crazy busy dangerous highway, and moved to the middle of nowhere! Really! Google maps doesn't even know where we are. It tells people to drive through a swamp to get to our house. There's no road where google maps tells them to go. It's a little bit hilarious, actually..
That's actually why I re-named my blog, because our new property is the Hobbley Hilltop. We're in the middle of nowhere, on top of a hill, not the highest hill but the second highest hill. It's okay that we're not the highest, the big hill hides our house so we're more secluded and have more privacy than if we were king of the castle. So it's aight.
We have 4 and a quarter acres of land now, which is at once exciting and sobering, exciting because someday we're going to get cows and a horse and chickens and have a big garden and be all homesteady, and sobering because of all the reasons I just listed. Responsibility! Stewardship! It's going to be fun, and hard, and hopefully rewarding.
I'm so excited about it, because since I was a little girl I've always wanted to have a bit of land to live off of, raising animals and growing food in a garden, it's probably got something to do with my childhood obsession with Little House on the Prairie and the book about Pioneers that my Mom read to us... I love the romance of the agrarian lifestyle, well except for the part about having no indoor plumbing and using corn husks to wipe your butt.... I can't live without indoor plumbing. Just can't. Won't. And I have a sensitive hiney, so corn husks? No thanks. I'll stick with Charmin.
Other than that, working with my hands? Digging and shovelling and sweating and back-breaking, all that kind of stuff? Me likey. And animals???? I love animals, I've missed having animals around, in fact I'm giddy because my Father-in-law asked us to board his chickens this winter because he's going to be away a lot for work, and he doesn't want to leave too much for his wife to do (considering she's having knee surgery this Winter, and although she'd put up a heck of an effort, it's probably best if she doesn't have to worry about hobbling out to the barn to feed and water chickens twice a day).
I'm looking forward to having a garden next year, and canning and preserving my own home-grown veggies! We have an apple tree now, and I just made apple butter (my very own apple butter!), something I'll blog about soon to tell you all about it. Why? Because I'm psyched about it, that's why.
Today is my fourth Wedding Anniversary, so although I'd like to stay here all day and blather on and on and on at you, I really should get something done. I've got steaks marinating for Supper, I want to tidy up the house a bit then I have to get Deklan's diaper bag ready to go because he's going to have a sleepover at Grandma's tonight, to give Tyler and I some alone time! We're going to go to town to choose paint colours for Deklan's big boy room (right now he's in the nursery, because his room was PINK, and we're re-painting it and making it into a cool boy's room for him!) and probably buy a movie to watch, because we're hip like that.
So, have a good day,