I apologize for the scarcity of posts lately. With the baby due in less than a week, I should be stockpiling blog posts for the upcoming crazy newborn months. Instead, I feel quite disconnected from my gardening life, and that leaves me feeling like I’ve got not much to say.
Pregnancy has now taken over my life. It’s all encompassing, and I feel
quite boring for it – and bored with it. I’m in limbo: desperate to hang onto life as it is
now but also anxious to meet the
little one. And wear different clothes.
I’m watching spring unfold through a lens. My garden may as well be behind glass, because that’s where I’m viewing it from. I’ve never been so hands-off, mostly because I can’t quite reach my plants. The other reason is that everything feels so tentative. Like I shouldn’t make plans or get too attached to those seedlings in case I forget all about them when the baby comes.
And now I’m going to go stick my head in the oven. Just kidding! Sorry for the whiny post – I guess I needed to vent.