Well, things are definitely growing here in this part of the country. The Farmer has been talking up the irises and lilies in our yard, since he witnessed them last year before the rest of us arrived. And now they're here for us to enjoy.
And here's me at my biggest/heaviest ever (with 6 weeks still to go):
But that's okay. I think my body's doing a good job. The less mature maternal me would have stressed about such things, but the me of advanced maternal age appreciates what's happening. Way to go body! I'm proud of you.
I temporarily came out of a pregnancy-induced coma and planted some porch flowers: