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Lovin’ on these two fuzzy buggos dressed in their jackets!

Hello old friend.

It is my hope that this monthly Farm Note finds you well and in good spirits.

Will you do me a favor and catch me up with how life is going in your neck of the woods? You can do that right at the bottom of this post in the comments—truly, I would love to hear from you and to hear about how you’re doing and what’s new.

Unless something changes after I close my laptop on this Saturday evening as I write this, by the time you read this on Sunday, March 29, Chris and I are now just days away from the due date of our little one and living in our pre-baby bubble of bliss.

So basically…any time now.

We’ve covered all our bases with our midwife and her nurse.

We’ve attended the breastfeeding class.

We’ve taken the labor and delivery class series with several other lovely couples.

We’ve read the books.

I’ve done all the walking, strength training, mobility stretching, nourishing, and supplementing.

Everything we need for baby and for us is in the house and set aside ready for us to put it all to good use.

The house is cleaned.

Meals are made and stored to keep us well fed in the weeks to come.

Our family and closest friends are checking their phones and checking in awaiting any news.

At our most recent appointment this week both mom and baby are doing great and baby is measuring perfectly and is perfectly positioned.

And Chris and I are savoring these last days of it being just the two of us and our gaggle of animals…before our life changes in quite possibly the most significant way it ever has or will.

We feel proud of the learning and preparation and work we’ve done together and now we’re ready to tune out all the noise of the rest of the world and wait patiently for this baby to make his or her way into the world…whenever that may be.

Just a few days back we marked and welcomed with wide open arms the start of spring. After the winter we had here in Upstate New York we were so looking forward to these longer days and more mild temps.

The geese are making their way back to their summer home.

The birds are out en masse.

The peepers are peeping in the pond just down the hill from the house. The other night before we fell asleep they were singing their song while a steady rain fell and I was reminded yet again how much I look forward to hearing them each year.

Buds are forming or beginning to swell on many of the trees and shrubs around the farm.

I’ve checked on the dahlia tubers cozied in their winter storage and can’t wait to pick them up and plant them all out into the patch for a third season.

We’re swapping back and forth between heavy coats and light jackets depending on the day, and still catching a flurry or two between rain showers.

The transition from winter to spring is my absolute favorite time of year here on the farm.

This year, also marked by our transition to parenthood…my transition from maiden to mother.

It would take a whole other Farm Note to delve into the feelings and emotions about the anticipation of birth and this new little life we’re welcoming into ours…but I’m far too pregnant and far too emotional in all the best of ways to write those words now.

While I am writing those things down for me, maybe someday soon I’ll share some of it as a reflection in a later Farm Note.

Certainly this journey has cracked me wide open. With that has come a greater need for more privacy and more space and more peace and more quiet. The midwife and doula who taught our labor and delivery classes—a woman with five children of her own who has been assisting women and families in delivering their babies for the better part of almost four decades—referred to it as a porousness that takes place over time during pregnancy in order to be open and prepared not only for birth but for motherhood, too.

I could relate to that…and I’ve been keenly aware of what I’ve allowed to seep in throughout these last nine months.

So if you’re reading this—thank you. Thanks for coming back and for checking in and for keeping up with this monthly format. It’s been radio silence on our Instagram account and the off weeks of not writing a Farm Note have been the welcome change I was wanting and needing.

More quiet. A turning inward.

I’d love to give you an idea of what next month’s Farm Note will look like but I’ve got to be honest with you—I haven’t the faintest idea! We’re solely focused on healthy mom and healthy baby right now, and everything else can and will wait. Certainly we’ve got lots of ideas of what we think we’ll be up to here on the farm, but we’re leaving plenty of room for all of that to shift and change as needed.

So! Come on back here next month on the last Sunday in April and we’ll all see what’s new here with us on the Little Dream Farm together. Trust me, I’m quite eager to know myself!!

Until then, we’re wishing you all the very best and sending love and joy and peace and light your way. Don’t forget to look and listen for all the good happening to you, for you, and around you.

The best part is…the more you look, the more you’ll find.

month 3: spring is born

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