At the checkout at the grocery store, the clerk held up my packet of basil and said, â€œI bet you have big plans for this,â€ and I replied, â€œOh yeah.â€
When I told him what I was going to do with the basil, he didnâ€™t believe me. But trust me â€“ this combination is amazing.
Yup â€“ a basil, watermelon, feta, and balsamic salad. So refreshing. It tastes like summer on my lips.
With black beans and quinoa.
One of our goals (and my â€˜our,â€™ I mean the Husbandâ€™s) for this upcoming weekend is to gut our backyard. Itâ€™s covered in weeds and rocks. Once everything is cleared out, we hope to put down grass and start a herb garden. The first thing Iâ€™m going to plant? BASIL!
In other newsâ€¦
Went to the doctorâ€™s today for a prenatal check-up. When youâ€™re at my point in pregnancy, you usually go to the doctorâ€™s every two weeks. After next time, Iâ€™ll start going weekly. I was sitting in the waiting room when it hit me â€“ Iâ€™m going to go into labor in anywhere from 3 weeks (full-term is 37 weeks) to 8 weeks (my midwife will allow me to go to 42 weeks before inducing). LABOR! I really cannot believe it. Iâ€™m really, really excited and happy but still donâ€™t feel like itâ€™s happening. Like, actually happeningâ€¦ to meâ€¦ to us. It feels like itâ€™s supposed to be happening someone else! Obviously, I know thereâ€™s a baby inside of me, and weâ€™ve been preparing for her or him on one level or another for nearly a year, but I donâ€™t know. Is this a normal feeling for your first child? I just cannot wrap my head around the entire experience (do you ever fully grasp it?). Itâ€™s like trying to imagine how infinite space is â€“ that the stars go on forever.
I treated myself to frozen yogurt after the appointment and ate it in my car as I contemplated the stunning fact that a nurse called â€˜Mom.â€™ I just canâ€™t process it. Please make me feel more normal!
Mmm kay? Thanks.