Fortunately, I had the opportunity to get my degree and we ended up being married for almost 7 years when Levi came along...so even though most of my days are spent chasing my tail, cleaning up endless messes and feeding people, I don't feel that I am missing out. Yes, sometimes I wish I had more time to myself, just to read or to focus on a project, but I really can't complain. Mostly, I just feel grateful and loved (and tired.)
When we moved here, we thought we'd be staying in a 1-bedroom apartment. We sold our lawn mower and weed-eater and all of that, as we were preparing to downsize from our home in Colorado. But, then we came across a great deal on a cute little 3-bedroom, built in the 1930's, and now, with two little boys running around, I am especially grateful to have a nice backyard. I've wanted to garden and to have chickens in our backyard for years, but now it is finally happening. Gathering fresh eggs when I was 18 months old is my earliest memory, and I've always loved the idea of having hens of my own. We've had them since last June and I absolutely love it. I don't think we'll ever be able to live in a community with an HOA again. And as for the garden, Zach is planning on renting a rototiller tomorrow and today I roped off the areas I would like tilled. I am growing cantaloupe, zucchini, broccoli, tomatoes, bell peppers. and cucumbers all from seed and everything is looking beautiful. I was shocked to see everything shooting up (O Ye of little faith!) I actually bought seeds whose packages said "guaranteed to grow," and I put the receipt in a safe place :) If we have more of anything than we can possibly eat, I am going to be absolutely giddy.
