A Long Winter

There is a whole lot of this that goes on around the farm office during the winter months.

These two mutts are the biggest farm dog impostors ever.

This one couldn't round up a herd of cattle if his life depended on it.

His strong suit is looking pitiful.

And begging to snuggle.

Pathetic.

Both of them.

This little girl is the only one getting any work done around here.

She's successfully kept the barn mouse-free since last fall.

About the only excitement we've seen all winter is a little fence building.

After a long winter of staring at each other, it was kind of nice to have some new faces on the farm when the fence distributor stopped by and the crew putting in posts was here.

There are a handful of ornery calves who are responsible for this new fencing. 

They decided they like it outside of the pasture better than they do inside.

And they would find a way out at all costs.

Not for long sucka's.

As stir crazy as I've been with this extra long winter, I'm kind of glad I had an excuse not to help.

Building fence in blistering cold winds isn't exactly my idea of fun.

But thankfully it went up quickly and the cows are enjoying their new digs.

Except for these little punks...

They have been casing the perimeter ever since looking for their escape.

That's right, you better run the other direction when you see me.

Baby in my Belly

I am officially back on the radar. 

I've returned from the seven depths of hell, otherwise known as the first trimester of pregnancy.

I've been cooking a baby for four months now and I'm finally ready to let the world know.

I know most people shout it from the rooftops as soon as they find out, but I've been oddly private about it.

My husband's favorite response when friends ask us why it's taken us so long to announce it: Well, she's not a proven breeder yet. So we thought we'd wait.

Or how he likes to say that I'm going to calve in August.

That girl who called me a heifer in high school must have known what she was talking about.

Alright, no one called me a heifer. 

But I do think it's hilarious when Nene Leakes on the Real Housewives calls people "Heifa."

I'm starting to feel like one myself.

I've been hiding my growing bump for weeks now.

But I finally decided that today was the day to start embracing it.

Except my husband was more worried about getting his new fence in the background than whether or not I was even in frame.

Typical.

Alright ... enough nonsense.

Down to the good stuff.

We found out today it's a BOY!

You have no idea how happy I am.

It brings me great relief to know I won't have to turn into a baby-making factory.

We got a boy on the first try.

Pressure is off.