We had such a lovely and relaxing weekend around here. It's amazing how fast things fall apart - including sanity - when you're gone or busy for three weekends in a row. Saturday was spent doing some light cleaning and random chores, capped off by the requisite grilling to celebrate the 46 degree sunny temps. While B was grilling I packed six more boxes, but I'm running out of things to pack since we're still actually living here and don't know when we're leaving. There are a few spots I've been ignoring though, so I'll try to tackle those this week.
On weekends like this, when time is slow enough to pause and look around, all I can think about is how in five short months from now our lives will be so permanently altered. It's strange to try to digest a reality so large as the fact that the wonderful life you've built together, comprised of only two, will now be comprised of three. And it's such a huge change that I don't think there's really anything you can do to mentally prepare for how different it will be because you won't understand it until you're there. It blows my mind every time I think about it though.
Here's the semi-regular bump picture. Although, let's be honest, the picture has nothing to do with the bump and everything to do with the fact that I need to prove to both you and me that I can look like a normal person at least once a week. When you're in a country house all day with no car and nothing in walking distance, getting dressed only happens about every other day.
Also, here is the dessert I made for us on Saturday. I've heard about tons of recipes over the years that involve grilled peaches and various yummy cheeses that I'm not currently allowed to eat and I've always wanted to try it, but since I couldn't indulge in the soft cheese, I just made a fruit dessert. Grilled peaches and sliced strawberries, topped with home made whipped cream flavored with lemon zest and vanilla. Soooo good!