Not much has been going on around here, which is exactly how we want it. Dean is almost done calving. This has been a rough calving season starting off so cold and having to pull so many calves from the new heifers. He has been a lot more enjoyable with this nice weather we are having. He has been burning everything, he is so happy with a propane tank and a weed burner in his hands; and I'm just nervous he will start the state of fire.
This baby girl is kicking my butt. I'm so sick of myself; I feel like I have been complaining for an entire 9 months, my poor family. This has been a hard pregnancy from the very beginning. She is coming April 25, three weeks, I want her out but I need her to stay in there so she and Trig don't share a birthday. I don't think anyone should have to share a birthday with their sister. I still don't have a name and I really wish I did. Yesterday I did the dishes after leaving them in the sink for two days which honestly never happens. When I was done I realized I washed almost every bowl, spoon, and cup we own but not one pan or plate. I guess we had been having cereal for the past two days, truthfully I'm not sure what happened but I'm positive Dean is as sick of this pregnancy as I am. And It would be important to document that I was terrified when I first found out I was pregnant. But I have come to terms with it and I really am excited to meet this baby. I'm scared of newborns because mine have been hard but I think I'm ready for this one. I know it is going to be hard having three little ones but I'm mostly convinced it can't be too much harder than having two and being pregnant.



















