Sometimes lately I feel strangely frozen, all the while there is so much moving, growing, and happening all around me. I guess it’s just my state of mind, as I carefully measure my every sloooowing move, while the world continues to spin as fast as ever. I started seeing a new chiropractor, and she is helping me! She has me doing lots of stretching, which reinforces what my body was already telling me. I stretch my body, while taking note of what a mental stretch this time is for me as well. Because, spring! There is so much to do right now! And while I could very well mean that in an urgent sort of way, I’m talking more about all the things I want to do, but don’t necessarily need to do. The things I have to step back from because I’m just not able to do so much as I wait for my June baby.
Beatrix will receive her First Holy Communion next month, and she chose her dress last week on what felt like one of the most special nights ever. A friend of mine makes FHC dresses from thrifted wedding dresses, and they are really beautiful. Beatrix wants a fancy, poofy dress with plenty of beadwork, and that is what she will have! She’s extremely excited, and so am I. Her joy is completely contagious.
Larkspur has her first flute recital in less than two weeks and she is NOT excited. She’s only been playing for a few months and she’s awfully nervous. I think it will be a great experience for her though, a good growing and stretching experience. It still makes me happy to watch her play my old flute.
We are taking lots of short goat walks, and anxiously watching Agnes and Greta for signs of impending birth. Greta looks pregnant, Agnes doesn’t. But from what I understand, with first time goat mamas sometimes they don’t look pregnant till the last minute. We’ll know soon enough. Based on our calculations, babies (baby?) could come anytime after the 18th or so of this month. Our other baby, Ivanhoe, is growing up. He makes us all so happy, everyone’s darling. We think he’s the cutest goat that ever walked the earth. But the best is how he and Robin have become such perfect companions for each other.
In other spring baby news, our broody hen hatched three eggs over the weekend, so we have three sweet fluffy yellow chicks now! I hope that all goes well with them. Mother hen is a good mama. There is something so endearing about her clucking to her chicks, fluffing her feathers, and gathering them all in. All mamas have that instinct…we cluck at or chicks and then spread our wings so that our little (and big!) ones have a safe place to run to. So much work there is in being a mama. Good, good work.
p.s. That rainbow sock! I’ll pull together details for my Yarn Along this week, in case you are wanting to knit little rainbow socks too.