I do NOT have news about the sex of the baby. Sorry, folks. It’s too early to tell. I CAN tell you that today I am officially 12-weeks along with no signs of trouble. I’ve been kind of holding my breath… waiting. I think, now, I can finally settle into this thing and believe.
We’re NOT gonna find out the sex, though. We’re gonna keep it a surprise, just like with Rylie. Sorry if that makes you crazy. It’s also looking like I will have a planned c-section due to my body’s AWESOME inability to naturally move beyond the pregnancy stage. Ry’s c-section went very well, and I have no fears or misgivings about this decision. Early March, Peeps! Here we come! Please send me pants. I have no pants.
The big surprise I promised you is this:
I cannot even stand it I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. For the past few months, I’ve been working with my friend Alan (A wicked designer… seriously, people. You want a monster coloring book? He made one.) on a logo for TexasNorth. Something that’s more folk than country, something that says cows but home, something that looks rockin’ on a shirt. Curt goes to tons of construction and cow meetings… and everyone has spiffy Carhartt jackets and memo pads and t-shirts with their name on it. Just simple stuff. Not like Alan’s stuff. Dude. We rock the PLANET. We can print up some hoodies for Fall and it’ll have OUR name on it. Not a masonry sub-contractor’s slogan, not our friend’s ranch, not the local VFW. TexasNorth. It’s a real place with a real identity.
This was the first step for me to begin designing our future website and farm signs and stuff. I could not be more thrilled. You want a sweatshirt? You bet’cha! I’ll let you know when I get ready to order.
Thanks for celebrating with us. I know farming and cows and chickens and sewing and canning are far from your neck of the woods in a lot of cases, but I very much consider it a privilege to share it with you. You’re a part of the dream! Someday, you’ll come out here and stay for a week with your family in the back cabins. You’ll help harvest the garden and chop wood. You can drive the tractor and move hay around. The kids can fall asleep on the porch glider while we play cards and watch old movies.
And, I’ll make you an apple pie.