The brown. Oooooh the brown. I can’t wait for the green, I am ready for it.
It’s been a long winter here in Ohio. And an even longer rainy dreary cold early spring.
This week is promising temps in the 60s and I’m holding my breath in anticipation.
It’ll be so nice to take walks in t shirts. I can’t wait to ditch the coats and sweaters. I’m trying to be patient, but Mother Nature has other plans apparently. Doesn’t she know it’s April?
Monty doesn’t mind the cold or the rain, as long as he is invited to the park.
Here is a 27 week bump pic. This week I told Dave, I feel like I went from ‘cute’ pregnant to just feeling as big as a house. I ordered some new maternity clothes to get me through to the end and right now they are too big, but everything else feels too small. It’s that frumpy yuck stage.