Whose idea was it to have a baby in September? See, having a baby in September means being mammothly pregnant in August and I am SO OVER IT. I am a hot, bloated mess and have officially entered the “don’t talk to me about how ‘healthy’ my baby is going to be since what I know you really mean is you think I am really fat and I don’t want to talk about it” stage. I am grumpy. About everything.
It’s smoldering outside these days and the heat has turned my blood to molasses. It takes supernatural motivation to even think about moving. Steve asks what we’re having for dinner and I bark, “Cherries! They’re in the fridge! Get ’em yourself!”
Speaking of cherries, we’re in the middle of our final harvest of the season. Steve was up before the sun today and has been working his sweaty little bum to the bone all day in an effort to get as much fruit off the trees today as possible since there’s a huge threat of rain tomorrow (rain is basically the worst thing for ripe cherries to experience – it makes them split open and renders them worthless). And the crew that came to help this morning and had committed to working all weekend told us as they left today that they’re not coming back tomorrow. Which is bad. So we’re scurrying around, calling anyone who might be able-bodied and willing to pick tomorrow. I usually head down with Avelyn and do some sorting of the cherries since I can’t really wear a picking bucket with this huge beach-ball of a baby in my belly, but Avelyn has about a three-hour limit in the hot sun, so we’re not a huge help. Gah. Farming is hard. There are just so many challenges and variables: the weather, the pests, the help. I don’t know how Steve does it.
Ta-ta. It’s time for dinner now: veggie burgers and…cherries.
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I had 2, crazy I know, babies in September, miserable. Plain miserable. I so feel your pain. “oh you must have big babies. No I am fat and prego.”.
I had one baby during seeding season 10 years ago, although it wasn’t hot yet, it was a huge pain in the rear for my farmer Hubby. And yes, farming is hard! We are just starting harvest, the field peas are done, but lentils, durum and flax are left. It’s beyond stressful this time of year.
I wish you luck with your September baby. I was a September baby. They are amazing little ones or so I was told. ;)
As a mama of a late-September girl myself I feel you! And even the THOUGHT of farming while summer-pregnant, let alone with a 2 year old at your side, makes me shudder. More power to you! (and as a Virgo myself and with my own Virgo daughter – you’ll need that power for more then the last few weeks of the pregnancy -we are tricky ones!)
I wish I were closer… I would totally help pick those cherries! :S
As a mom of a September babe, I can also say I feel ya on the heat! I had the hardest time sleeping at night and had to lay my chubby pregnant body naked on top of the sheets with the window open, a/c blasting while my skinny goosebump covered husband shivered beside me.
I’d help pick cheeries too. Remember how excited i was that I might get to help with the apple harvest? I hope there is some harvesting left when I get there in October. I want to help. I’ll probably change my mind after 20 minutes but whatev.
“I am a … bloated mess” – Somehow I doubt this is actually true, since you look absolutely gorgeous in every picture that you post, but even it is the case at the moment, you can take comfort in the fact that you are a hilarious bloated mess. Don’t worry, we are almost a third of the way through August already, and September and that baby will be here before you know it. Hang in there, and hang in there with the whole weight issue too. You will lose it in no time!
I’d come help you! Hope these last few weeks cool down for you and fly right by!
Wish I could click my heels together and be right there to help you guys out, although I don’t know how much help me and my bum back and cranky two year old would be. But that’s not the point.
You are not huge and fat, you are pregnant and beautiful and anyone who thinks otherwise can just shove it!
Speaking of veggie burgers, we bought some Gardenburger California burgers at Costco (I don’t know if you’ve got something like that in Canada). Anyway, they were really good and full of veggies. I know you’re trying to eat more vegetarian meals and for us, this one was a winner.
Thanks for providing some insight into the farm life. Though a city girl at heart, I appreciate the hard work that farmers do to get food on the table for all of us. It’s interesting to me to hear your experiences with it.
Susannah was a Sept baby. I concur. I sure hope that things go smoothly with your picking tomorrow….
I can’t imagine wearing shorts while prego. AGH! Having two babies in April definitely had its advantages. Feeling fat? Wear a big sweater and jeans for the 30th day in a row. hah
Hope you hang in there! Not long now. My birthday is in sept., so its all worth it. ha. Virgo baby!
Ah! I feel your pain. I really do.
I have about six weeks left (or so) and am feeling like one big uncomfortable pregnant gal too. At first I thought maybe I was a weakling..with all my daily complaints that I feed to my husband. A constant update of my aches and pains, swollen things, etc etc. Now I know that pregnancy and summer are hard.
Oh pregnancy!
I thought that since I’m cold all the time, that a September baby would be a breeze for me. Arrg. I get overheated sitting down. The A/C must be at max all the time and I’m starting to think about joining a nudist colony. 6 more weeks!!!
Getting fruits off the trees as a work sounds like joy and pleasure but of course when it comes to business and deadlines (especially natural deadlines like rain), it must be difficult.
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I had a September baby, too. She was 9 days late to boot. I feel you. I hope you have yours sooner rather than later, and everything goes extremely well.
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