The other three are each going through their own adjustments. It seems the younger you are the louder your adjustment, but it's all within the normal range of expectations. I have appreciated the extra help and generosity of so many family members and friends, and my own recovery has been much easier to handle this time around. So life is good.
Even the weather is good. It's been warm and cool, wet and dry, and it's all good. We got some seedlings planted and the peas are growing. I'm harvesting rhubarb and watching the blueberry, strawberry, raspberry and red currant bushes begin to grow fruit. The peach tree has tiny fuzzy things on it and I only hope that at least a few will mature this year. The sour cherry tree is looking promising as well. The bulbs have all passed now, and it's time for the early perennials to flower: lupine, mountain bluet, spring phlox, azalea, iris, bleeding heart and spiderwort. The peony I salvaged as a single shoot from the pervious owner's flower patch has now matured and is about to bloom. I am very excited because I have no idea what color it will be- I can't wait! The yard looks great- thank you, Mom and Dad. The new ramp to the barn is really fantastic!
June is on its way, with the end of preschool, the end of 3rd grade, the beginning of Q's summer job and all its inherent unpredictability, a family reunion, a 5th birthday, and more mosquitoes. I feel like maybe I should stock up on some kind of energy drink. Any suggestions?
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Beautiful flowers! And I'm always so impressed at your energy. Micah is 6 months old and I am only now feeling like I can get anything done.
I know what you mean. Enjoy that feeling for as long as it lasts!
I thought I had my hands full. Amazing how a mother's capacity expands as needed. Hopefully my patience can expand like yours someday. My "energy drink" is super duper back-of-the-fridge cold caffeine free diet coke. It's more the cold and fizz that peps me up mid-afternoon but I also feel like I'm having a forbidden treat, and sometimes I throw in a fudgecicle.
Ask mom about some miracle juice her neighbor sells, you might want to try a case.
Hmmm. Sounds a little scary.
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