The wheat was ripe for harvest, which is still strange to me. I'm used to seeing ripe wheat fields in June and July, not October and November. But, that's the deal here. One of my favorite sights in the world is a field of ripe wheat. I used to love riding the combines every summer. The thought of standing in a field ready to be harvested is so peaceful to me. After our very detailed ultrasound, we stopped alongside the road and I walked out into the field and closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I almost felt like I was back in western Kansas.
(24 weeks and growing)
IT'S A. . .
PRINCESS!!!! We are SO excited to add another little girl to our family! Wow!!
