30 down, 10 to go
On Sunday we played on the grass in mid-40 degree weather. Monday morning there’s no grass to be seen. It’s all covered with snow which continued to fall all day.
Winters come fast around here. Not only do they come fast, but unlike the other seasons that bat back and forth at each other for a bit, winter comes definitely on its own terms and sticks.
The new snow made me nervous and excited all at once. Last week I hit 30 weeks in this pregnancy, but somehow that felt unbelievable and maybe even insignificant compared to the drastic view out my kitchen window.
This hearty thick blanket of snow means we’re in baby season. This is the white blowing powder we’ll eventually drive to the hospital in. These peaceful snowflakes are what we’ll see out the window when we’re swaddling up baby warm and cozy inside.
This is the season. This is his season. We’re here now and better be ready for it.
Winters come fast around here. Not only do they come fast, but unlike the other seasons that bat back and forth at each other for a bit, winter comes definitely on its own terms and sticks.
The new snow made me nervous and excited all at once. Last week I hit 30 weeks in this pregnancy, but somehow that felt unbelievable and maybe even insignificant compared to the drastic view out my kitchen window.
This hearty thick blanket of snow means we’re in baby season. This is the white blowing powder we’ll eventually drive to the hospital in. These peaceful snowflakes are what we’ll see out the window when we’re swaddling up baby warm and cozy inside.
This is the season. This is his season. We’re here now and better be ready for it.