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Hi again, friends!  I was a no-show last week because we were actually driving home from Columbia Thursday evening and I didn't have my usual blogging time slot available to me.  Last week was a Spring Break week for us, and it was the wildest, so I guess I'll start there.

With the baby coming soon, and the weather getting nicer, I knew I wanted to make the most of the break, so I scheduled all kinds of stuff that I just don't typically have time to tackle when school is in session.  We kicked off Monday with some errands, since it's always kind of a treat for us all to get out of the house and go somewhere.  We ran to Home Depot to buy some boxwoods for my front flower beds.  Then we ran to Price Chopper to take advantage of a sale on ground beef - I bought forty pounds to can.  So obviously that was the rest of my day: prepping the meat for canning.  I also got a few freezer meals prepped for after the baby comes.


Penelope also helped me by peeling and chopping twenty pounds of potatoes for me to can.  Big kids are amazing.


After soaking in water for a bit to purge some of the starch, I laid them out to dry before loading them into jars.


After they're in jars, I just add a little butter or ghee and some salt.  No liquid.






Tuesday, the bigger kids had eye doctor appointments in the morning.  Later in the day, I kept working on canning the meat and potatoes.  (Each batch takes about three hours in the canner total, and only seven jars fit in there at once, so it takes a while to do a big batch like this, and it usually takes me the course of a few days.)

Wednesday, we headed to the yard waste place to get free mulch.  Because our only vehicle is the van, we take big trashcans with us to fill and load in the back cargo space, and it took us three trips to get enough to mulch the chicken yard.  Once we got that unloaded and spread, and ate our lunch, I had the boys plant my boxwoods.  (I won't stop saying it: big kids are such a blessing.)



It doesn't look like much while we wait for the hostas to come up, the grass to fill in, and the trash bags full of leaves to get used up in the chicken run.  But it's better than it was - and softer on the kids' feet when they come out barefoot in the warm weather.




All the boxwoods on this side of the flower beds are new this year.  Once everything is in, I'll buy some brown mulch to polish it up, but it's already looking so amazing with a full hedge of boxwoods in.  The plants against the house are Incrediball white hydrangeas.  They've already grown so much from last year!  Landscaping is so different from interior decorating, because the things you "decorate" with grow and change, and potentially die, and require specific conditions for good placement other than just "I like how that looks right there," and look different at different times of the year.  I still have so much to learn.


Thursday, Todd had a mandatory work meeting back in Columbia, so we all hit the road to go with him.  While he was in his meeting, the kids and I went to Natural Grocers and Aldi.  (Natural Grocers carries the pickles the kids love, so we stocked up on those, and Aldi carries the wine we love but Kansas grocery stores aren't allowed to sell wine, so we stock up when we're on the Missouri side.)  Then we grabbed some crackers, meat, cheese, and juice for lunch and headed over to Shelter Gardens to eat while we waited for Todd to finish his meeting.

Then we headed up north so I could get a few things from the Amish.  Todd and the kids stayed at the house of some friends, while my friend Jen and I drove the rest of the way up to the Amish together.  I don't get up there as often as I wish I could, so I made sure to stock up for a while.  When we came back to the house, Jen had tacos ready for everyone, and she gave me and the big girls haircuts.  We left after dinner and got home about 10:30.  It was a fun, full, long day.


This is a screenshot from a video on my phone, so that's why it looks stupid and doesn't even include everything.  I got two Boston ferns (for $8 each!), 25 lbs of popcorn, 20 lbs of raw sugar, a few pounds of Real Salt, a gallon of maple syrup, 12 pints of raw honey, a pound of homemade noodles, 10 or 15 dozen canning lids, 10 lbs of raw butter, some cleaning supplies and some ding and dent items - mustard and Sterzings chips.  My friend Irene also sent me home with homemade pastries and a gallon of fresh milk.


Friday, we picked up the little girls' glasses (their exams were the previous week).  We made a trip to the car wash to clean out the van, and we also made a run to Dollar Tree so the kids could buy birthday presents for the upcoming birthdays of Juniper and Penelope.  I finished the week's canning projects, and we had a Psalm Sing in the evening.  I had Todd drive me and the little girls home right after the singing, instead of staying late to socialize, and after I had put the girls to bed, I also went right to bed myself.  I almost never go to bed that early, and I prefer to wait up for Todd so we can go to bed together anyway, but boy howdy, I was wiped out from the week.




This was the largest canning week I've ever done - over 50 quarts!  Broth, potatoes, ham, and ground beef.


On Saturday, Todd took the boys to an airsoft war near Kansas City, so the girls and I were on our own at home.  We got a lot of cleaning done, which is a relief - the house was really needing it.  Penelope has kindly offered to take over vacuuming and mopping for me, since my back just doesn't hold up for that anymore, so she's been doing that on Saturdays, and I got the living room and family room cleaned and straightened out.  I'm pretty sure the boys would say they had the better day, but a clean living room and clean floors seem to me to about rival the joy and adrenaline of an airsoft battle.  But maybe I'm wrong.


They do actually look like they were having more fun than I was having dusting.




Rocco and Atticus.  Rocco didn't spend much time engaging in the battle: the rules were that kids under 10 could only participate if they would promise they wouldn't cry if they got hit, and he wisely said he couldn't promise that.  He did attempt this zombie round for a little while, and then graciously bowed out.





We had brinner for Sabbath dinner that night (which is always an overwhelming hit at our house - the kids get so excited!), so Callista helped me make a triple batch of pancakes, so that we would have plenty on hand for Juni's birthday breakfast in a few days. 



Pancakes and wine?  Don't mind if I do.



After such a full week, I was actually feeling really ready for a normal school week this week.  We are in the process of wrapping up the school year, so we hit the books hard, but that was basically all we focused on so it still felt calmer than the week before.  Atticus had a number of mowing jobs, and is working on the farm today, so his week has been full of work, as well as fitting his whole school load into fewer available days.  But three of the four grade levels finished up read alouds yesterday, so things are definitely lightening up for most of them already.




Callista finished all her work this week, and she got this certificate for finishing her whole math book!


This past Monday was Juniper's birthday!  For meals she requested pancakes for breakfast, hot dogs and zucchini for lunch, and macaroni and cheese with ground beef for dinner.  Super simple food to prepare, which I was grateful for! 

She is five.  She is rascally.  She has a deep laugh and finds so many things funny!  The kids have been really into clips of WWE that Todd finds on YouTube, and she has taken a special liking to Sting.  She loves to cuddle, loves to play with Oey, and loves her daddy.  She sucks her thumb while she sleeps and still loves her Chewy (ratty old tattered pillowcase remnants).  She is so sweet and we love her to bits.


I MEAN JUST LOOK AT HER.


She told us that what she reeeeeeally wanted for her birthday was to have her face painted like Sting, so Penelope obliged her.


In pregnancy news, I am now 35 weeks!  Final countdown.  Next week I have my midwife appointment where she'll drop off the birth pool and we'll nail down the final plans and details.  Stuff is getting real... yikes!  I'm ready to be done being pregnant for sure (these last few babies, I've felt so much better postpartum than I have felt during pregnancy - I'm looking forward to feeling better!).  But also, I'm not entirely convinced I'm ready for birth.  I've spent less time thinking about it this time around, which I think has been healthy for me.  I'm just hoping that lack of mental preparedness doesn't come back to bite me.

I haven't been exercising - my midwife told me to stop so that I could use all my energy for just gestating, and I have actually felt a lot better the last couple of weeks as a result.  My energy is higher than it was.  I also stopped taking most of my supplements, and that has also helped me feel better.  I always end up with tons of inflammation, and even arthritis-like symptoms, if I take supplements too long, and I think that's where a lot of my back pain was coming from.  Once I stopped with those, most of my back pain went away and I felt a lot better.  I still have a lot of weakness and tiredness, but I feel better in my body for sure.  Who would have thought that not exercising and not taking my vitamins would be the key to feeling better?




Once school is officially over, I'm planning on rearranging the bedrooms and pulling out the newborn clothes.  Just a little over a week and the really-real baby prep will commence!

And just because our good life keeps trucking on, here are a few more photos from the week to send you into the weekend:


Oey got bonked, so the little girls set up an infirmary for her to recover in:  her milk, her blankie, her favorite "ice" (she is addicted to chewing on frozen teethers, even though she's not teething), and a princess dress.  She felt better in no time.



Ignore the patchy grass (it's that time of year) - we had a bonfire.



While my potatoes took up the entire table, the kids had a picnic on the floor for lunch.  They don't look too mad about it.


This girl had quite the week.  She fell over backwards out of a wagon and bonked the back of her head.  She was being pushed (too quickly) in the umbrella stroller and faceplanted when the stroller hit an uneven spot on the sidewalk.  She picked at a spot on her face until it scabbed over, and suffered various other, more mundane indignities inherent to the toddler stage.  BUT she got to wear her first ponytail out in public, so she was willing to forgive us all.



The kids set up a campsite/checkpoint at the bottom of the stairs.

And that was a very full two weeks to report on!  Today Atticus is working, and Todd is not working (he had to use up some vacation time), so it will be another strange day.  I'm going to take Todd grocery shopping with me to show him the ropes of large scale hunting and gathering, and then he said he'll lay some mulch for me in the front flower beds.  I'll do some read alouds with my remaining school kids, and then clean up the kitchen to head into the weekend.  (We always order pizza on Fridays, so in the afternoon, I give the kitchen a really good wipe down since I don't have to spend that time cooking.  I feel so much better in a clean kitchen.)  

Laurelai is hoping to watch Order of the Phoenix after the little kids go down for bed, so we'll see if I have the energy for that.  AND THEN I WILL HAVE EARNED MY WEEKEND AND WILL THEREFORE CONK OUT.  THE END.  GOOD DAY SIR.

what's up weekly. (We actually went to church on Easter, Atticus is driving, etc.)

Hey guys! Here we are, back around to Friday already - how does this happen so quickly?  I have a feeling that between the improving weather, the waning school year, and the impending arrival of the baby, time is just going to start picking up speed more and more each week around here.

Official numbers at the moment: 33 weeks down, seven to go.  I had a midwife appointment yesterday, and she said the baby is in an amazing position for delivery and sitting very low, to which I answered something to the effect of, that will come in handy in another two months.  (Not unreasonable to think - I tend to overcook my babies a bit.)  To which she answered she doesn't think I will go two months.  Which is both a relief ("Whew; I can't do this for two more months") and a source of anxiety ("I have to actually deliver this baby so SOON?!?")




I tend to be anxious about birth.  There are so many knowns that I don't like, and yet still so many unknowns, which I also don't like.  So I tried taking a "fearless birth" webinar class this week, which was maybe a good idea and maybe not?  I'm still not sure if it was a net gain.  Additionally, I'm starting to feel the pressure of all the things I need to do yet: make meals, pull out the baby stuff (how does one get out the clothing when one doesn't know the gender yet?!), clean and organize a few things, rearrange a few bedrooms.  You know: all reasonable things to expect to accomplish when I can barely stay standing long enough to start dinner, and while my days are packed with homeschooling and other real life that doesn't stop just because a baby is coming.  

I know it will all get done and we will get through it - I've done this eight times before and never failed to make it through.  BUT.  It gets to feel like a lot in the moment.

The kids are wonderful to me, though.  They are constantly looking for ways to help me, or ask me how I'm doing.  I get volunteer massages, and food and snacks offered/brought, cheerful responses to requests for help with housework, and "assistance" getting off the couch.  (Poor, sweet six-year-old child; you have no idea the risk you're running asking me to use you as a lever.)  They are such a gift.

I mean, just look at them:



The kids keep saying they hope the baby is a boy, since we haven't had a new boy in our house in a really long time.  That makes sense, since all of these manfolk are clearly adults at this point.


These photos were taken on Easter - which serves as photo evidence that we actually all made it to church on Easter for once!  It has been quite the stretch.  2019 we missed church because Juni had been born a few days before, 2020 everything was closed for the initial Covid hysteria, 2021 we stayed home because the barfs were circulating in the house, 2022 we actually went!, but last year only a few of us went because The Barfs Again.  So this was only the second time since 2018 that I have actually been at church on Easter.  It was nice!




I still tackled all of our typical holiday meals, though, and it made for a fun but tiring day.


Prettiest meal of the entire year.



Lunch


Dinner - and done!

In the afternoon, while I rested in between meal prep, Penelope and Atticus organized an egg hunt for the younger kids.  They even had two "hunting" areas: inside the fence, there were lots of easily-found treats for the littlest kids, and outside the fence were the more challenging finds.  Everyone loved it.









The next day I woke up exhausted.  I used my lunch/exercise break in the middle of the day to take a nap, and then I ended up napping on the couch after dinner as well.  Which was a good thing, because Juni developed an ear infection in the evening and we didn't end up getting much sleep that night.  We moved her mattress to the floor by my side of the bed, and she was up crying every hour for the first few hours.  I kept trying to roll over her to comfort her, but that's easier said than done when you have a 27-lb sandbag in the way of you doing any rolling.  I'm pretty sure I pulled every single muscle in my stomach.  But she finally fell asleep for good a little before 5:00 a.m., and slept in the next morning, and after a few applications of drops, she seems to be back to 100%, so all's well that ends well.

On Wednesday, the younger three girls had eye appointments.  They all did so well.  Juni and Laurelai are going to need to start wearing a patch for much of the day, because their vision is still pretty bad and not improving, so that was a bummer to learn.  BUT! Callista had her first exam and is seeing just fine, so she will not be needing glasses, which is a huge praise.  I wasn't sure because she's been getting headaches, but it doesn't appear they're due to her vision.  Next week, the big three kids will have their exams, and then everyone will have new glasses for the first time in over two years- the kids will be so relieved.  Their glasses are in rough shape.

Thursday, the window cleaners came to tackle my big windows in the living room and dining room!  Todd asked me what I wanted for my birthday, and this was it: to look through ungrimed windows at the view.  So he made it happen, and I couldn't be more thrilled.  Those windows are so much of the visual space in our house; it makes a big difference when they're clean, but I just can't reach all of them to clean them myself so they get gross.

Additionally, Todd fixed a couple of window screens that have been broken since we moved in.  The windows are having a shining moment.



If you had only seen how janky this was before, you would sigh a mighty sigh of relief with me just looking at this photo.


This screen had a hole in it the size of a small plate.  It was totally useless.  Now it is gorgeous.  It's the little things that make a big difference!



And that brings us to today!  Atticus is working today, I have a couple errands to run, and we'll try to tackle some more of our schoolwork before officially closing the books for Spring Break next week.  If there is time over the weekend, Atticus will probably want to log more hours behind the wheel (Todd took him out driving for the first time last weekend).  




And we are looking forward to the beautiful forecast over the weekend and into next week!


Popcorn picnic for lunch!


This is what one of our front yard trees looks like at the moment.  Gorgeous.

 Welcome, Spring! And welcome, Spring Break - we are ready for you!