Now, we have to chat about this Food-Thing

I know, I know...it's week 21 and we are starving. But really, the room you take up--I am not sure where the impression of pregnant women tearing through a buffet came from, but I feel a bit cheated when we go out for Indian food. At any rate, the amount of Indian food I'm eating during this pregnancy ensures us that you will be not a creamy brown/yellow color, but rather, a nice turmeric hue!

Your Weekend

You goofy kid. What a weekend we had! On Saturday, the air was clean enough to hit the Watkins Mill trail (oh, blessed, pollen-free air!). Your mama had enough of the indoors, so off to the Mill we went.



Williams Creek Lake is nice place--Baby B, what a great walk. About 4 miles around, we had a pretty good time looking for hickory nuts, pawpaws and watching for herons and pterodactyls ;-)

I'm not yet an expert at estimating how much to eat before leaving on trips. Halfway around the lake I thought, wow...we are just starving! At 3 and a half miles, you and I had a seat on a bench while dad jogged back to the car, and then drove around to pick us up. Your dad--he is something else. You will find that out soon enough. I know that your initial residence will be with me, but your dad is so, so excited about you, and already so defensive on your behalf. We are just too lucky to have him! If you're a girl, well, you'll be a daddy's girl, I just know it. If you're a boy, what if you look like daddy with my coloring? I can see you two, pals, sitting on the edge of the lake.

On Sunday, we hit Swagats again, your dad smirking while I ate another plate of chicken tikka masala (one of his favorites, but until recently, not one of mine!). I hadn't thought to shop for maternity clothes, but we checked around on Sunday...really, I just wanted to look for stuff for YOU, little one! Photos to take for you, organic cloth to sew for you...I am your "just add water" slave.

Because it felt so good, and there was another thunderstorm to wash the more pollen away, we headed out again for a walk around the lake.

The storms, overnight, changed the woods from a cool scent, to a more humid, humus-infused air (we think this is a good smell that tells us the story of how fertile this land is!). Ephemeral streams emphasized the meaning of their names by going from this on Saturday:



To this today (Monday):


And then of course, there was the need to notice the small, beautiful things, just like you!

On eating

Baby B--what gives! We go to one of our favorite restaurants in KC, and all you can say is "Meh." to mama's shrimp and chicken noodle bowl. You're killing me, Baby B. But at the studio, you were all "Oh yes, can I please have some more?" of Gennie's can of sardines, which, if you had consulted the history of mama's dna you would very specifically see "Does Not Like Sardines" written on said code in permanent marker. I blame your Lolo Basuel--he has a thing for those oily fish. If not him, then the cats have already installed their remote control device in-utero. All I can say to that is "Happy Trails" because in your life, many a cat will pass (blame your dad- the-pied-piper for that).

But all is not lost because, lo and behold, Indian Food is A-Okay! Now, convince dad that we need a personal chef from Swagat. I'll back you up--totally.



Other "NO" foods that normally sound OK:

• Lost Trails Root Beer
• Most anything sweet
• Raw Food (salad, smoothies)
• Korean food
• Italian food
• BBQ
• Mexican food
  

YES foods:

• Sheridans malts
• Cereal
• Oatmeal
• Seltzer water, plain
• Cranberry juice
• Indian food (good for you!)
• Biko
• Broth

So, I'm sensing a bland carb-pattern here, which doesn't seem so very surprising since my sense of smell and taste are currently heightened to ensure that I don't eat anything terrible for you. From an evolutionary standpoint, simple carbs and lots of water pose the least risk, don't they? Despite all that, you really do make exception for Indian food. Are you an Aryuvedic Baby?

Mystical Grape Tree of the Springs

Baby B, we've been working hard this month, preserving tomatoes, peppers, and apparently...grapes! We didn't work at all, really, to grow these grapes, but what a fantastic turn-out. I know it may or may not be the same with you, but see all the energy we saved with these low-maintenance grapes? So, if you decide to have some issues, we have you covered. It will always be okay for you to be you--take your time, live deep--speed is not necessarily of the essence, unless you're trying to escape an elephant stampede. In that case, trumpet and run away!

Ethnically Enriched

Hey there, Baby B! Just so you know, you did NOT want to be Ethnically Enriched. I know, I know, you would have given it the ole college try if it hadn't taken so long to reach the festival. We had no idea that it would take that long to drive to Lee's Summit--pretty long drive, there. You seemed to like the Indian food booth, and after that, it all went the way of the dodo. Next year will be better--maybe they'll still use those funny "Ethnic Parking" signs again, and we can have another good laugh.