Cucumber Water Revamp

After a few years of thinking interesting thoughts, then concluding, 'That would make a great blog post,' I've decided to revamp Cucumber Water.  While the concept will still most certainly apply- refreshing realizations- I want to get  back to it all around.  Things are always more fun when you're not required to do them.

Often I thought of creating a gardening themed blog. I intend to garden blog right on here rather than creating anew.  I kept starting multiple 'themed' blogs that ended up having only a few posts rather than a solid, all encompassing one. The fact is, my blog is about my life, which includes a lot of gardening, plenty of cooking & cleaning, some dog training, traveling, home brewing, remodeling, real-estate, and soon: parenting. Pregnancy has been consuming me lately.

Trimester one is just about over!  It has been, well, tough. I've been sick, really sick for awhile (ginger helped, but peppermint worked).  I have been reading more books cover to cover than I have in a long time.  Yesterday was the first day I woke up before 9 and didn't loose my biscuits in months. I'm finally feeling better, things are looking up, and I'm happily starting to get a bit rounder.

Husband Logan didn't believe it when I showed him that first faint positive line.  After waiting and taking another, and another, the lines slowly got darker and darker.  A friend picked up a digital test for me to take at another friend's house to surprise her with the good news.  With that, I was able to bring him that clear "positive" test to drive the point home to husband.  We wasted no time in telling our closest friends.  Family was another matter.  They live further away.

For his mama's birthday, we surprised my MIL with a gift of good news.  Her reaction to becoming a grams for the first time was priceless.  We celebrated with a big dinner at our favorite italian joint: Iria's Italian Restaurant.  They loved joking about what we would name the baby- the favorite name of the night: Enis.  

I will NOT be naming my baby Enis.

My ma and pop were expecting the news.  My big sister saw my sick face and knew right away.  At Christmas, we were late and walked in as the whole big extended maternal side of my family had just sat down for dinner and were attentively looking at my uncle to make a speech.  The door swung open and all eyes were suddenly on me, "I'm sorry we're late everyone, but we had to visit my parents before we came here today- to tell them we're expecting so we could tell all of you"! A big hoot & holler with applause and my uncle insisted there was no way he could follow that news with even the best of speeches.  I knew I had to tell them right away because they would guess the surprise the second I turned down a glass of wine!

I really tried to improve my tardiness last new year's, I did better for awhile.  MINT: I learned that Christmas something great- with baby comes an awesome excuse to be late.