They will start swathing millet today. It's going to be a busy couple days for us, and as always there's lots going on just when we're busy with the farm. It should only take the guys about three days to swath, then a few to dry, then they'll start picking it up. Hopefully by the end of next week it will all be done.
This is the time last year that we really noticed things were going on with Marie. I remember millet harvest, it was a little earlier by a few weeks last year, and it was hot. I was walking down a field road after bringing dinner out to the field. Josie was in the tractor with Daddy, Marie was in the sling with me and the flies were biting my ankles. I was walking down the road, watching the sky, the wind, the rocks on the gravel, the weeds in the ditch, in my dirty tennis shoes. I was worried about my baby. Something was going on, and while I had no idea what I knew it wasn't good.
Here we are one year later, what a place we find ourselves in now. I look back at myself and I think you silly, naive girl. I had no idea. Still, I can't complain. Marie's here, and despite how she is (I can't even say what she's lost), I'll say how she's changed; I still feel blessed. I look at her and I'm so grateful that God let me have her, even if it's only for just a little while.
So, one year later. I wonder if millet harvest will always make me think of this?
At any rate, I'm grateful for now. Rierie is doing as well as she can be, Josie started pre-K yesterday and loved it! Soccer is going and she's excited to be playing, and you can feel fall in the air. I am looking forward to, and dreading this change of the season.
Marie cut two teeth this week, and I hope we get a break for awhile. She's choking more lately, I hope that's just something minor, not a progression. It's so hard to tell. There's her disease, but then there's all the little things babies do. It's hard to seperate them sometimes.