Daryl always says that March comes in like a wildebeest and goes out like an entirely different wildebeest.
I believe it’s a misquote from an old Saturday Night Live sketch.
In any case, March is totally acting like a wildebeest for me this year.
For one thing, winter seems to be never-ending.
I kind of want to go stand in the front yard (waist-deep in the snow that’s been there since November), shake my fist at the Minnesota sky and shout, “Come on, really????”.
I’m so thankful for our trek to Florida. I still have a light sunburn on my chest and the tiniest bit of a tan (with lots of freckles) on my arms. And I am never sweeping the powdery white sand from the inside of my van, because it makes me inexplicably happy for it to be there.
But still… I want to plant a garden. I want to gather compost. I want to be able to reach my compost ball in the back yard. I want to do spring clean-up and gather branches to do fun crafts with that I discovered in the super-fabulous book Tree Craft.
It would also be nice to be able to stay awake for more than an hour at a time and go more than five minutes after eating without feeling like I’m going to throw up.
I am now in about week 9 of this still-surreal pregnancy, and I seem to need to eat something approximately every 3 minutes or I get incredibly nauseated.
I’ve always had the sort of pregnancies where I threw up nonstop for several months. This time, since I am not getting the shots that protected me from miscarriage and doubled my pregnancy hormones, I am just barely able to keep everything down (though I still feel as if I’m seconds from dashing to the bathroom). And since the only relief I get from the constant nausea is to eat something new, I rather suspect I’m going to be 800 pounds by October. Eek.
Speaking of which, I need to wrap this up and go find food again. 😉 Thank goodness I’m mostly craving healthy things like asparagus.
And the ice cream is gone.
Here’s a bit of what I’ve been writing when I haven’t been stuffing myself, sleeping and griping about winter…
The subject of chores can be a tricky one. We want to teach our kids responsibility and life skills, but we often get into power struggles with them over the topic.
On the agenda for tomorrow…
More laundry, more cleaning, more decluttering, starting the chemistry program from above, more preschool fun with Alex, more seed ordering, a dentist appointment for Victoria, back to ALEKS math with the girls, one-on-one time with Jack…
And a million other things. I think I am just going to lie down a bit more…