Since late March, my daily scenery has been composed of plants, greenhouses, and sunshine. It may not be Wisconsin trout streams but it's still pretty good.
The spring of 2013 has been busier than ever, which is great for our greenhouse business but it's left me with zero time for things other than working and sleeping over the last two months. It's a tough work schedule---an average of eighty hours each week without days off--but it comes with the territory. We have our down time in the fall and winter. Now that summer is officially upon us and we're almost into July, my days should start to get a little less rigorous and I'm hoping to get some time to myself and some afternoons on the water.
It's hard to believe that I'm in the sixth month of my pregnancy. Thinking back to January when it all started, the time has gone unbelievably fast. The whole experience has also been unbelievably easy so far. I think giving up caffeine during the first few weeks has been the toughest part. I didn't experience any morning sickness, and besides needing to sleep about ten hours every day during the first couple months, this pregnancy hasn't prevented me from doing anything I normally would do--except enjoy a cold beer at the end of a long day. I've still been putting in long, active days at the greenhouse without missing a beat, and I actually don't even think about being pregnant except when I realize another piece of clothing doesn't fit anymore or when I feel slight movements in my tummy. So all in all, I count myself pretty lucky and this baby pretty cooperative. Things will likely get harder over the next couple months, and I'm willing to bet that once the baby is actually here everything in our lives will be harder. So I'm appreciating the time I have now even if it has to be devoted towards work 95% of the time. There's no feeding times in the middle of the night and no diapers to change yet. The little guy is along for the ride with whatever I choose to do each day without any objection or hindrance. Hopefully I'll get on the water soon so he can hear the muffled sounds of a Wisconsin trout stream and get a pre-natal dose of the fly fishing experience.