{"id":1890,"date":"2009-05-10T22:43:13","date_gmt":"2009-05-11T02:43:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1890"},"modified":"2009-05-10T22:43:22","modified_gmt":"2009-05-11T02:43:22","slug":"and-the-new-garden-begins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1890","title":{"rendered":"And the new garden begins"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Den did a huge amount of work today. I drew up the plans this past week, calculated how much soil we&#8217;d need, how much wood to buy, where I&#8217;ll be planting everything. I figured Den would help me buy the big stuff, and then I&#8217;d spend a weekend putting everything together. Nope! Den hardly let me raise a finger! I was the mastermind telling him how it was all supposed to fit together, where it was all going to sit. He raked and levelled the ground (which wasn&#8217;t simple, considering the yard slopes away from the house), constructed the box frames, and then filled them with the million bags of soil.<\/p>\n<p>Last year I went really bare-bones&#8230; just bought some seeds, cleared out the grass and weeds, and planted. It was just mostly to keep myself busy &#8211; I have never had any inclination for gardening before, so I didn&#8217;t want to throw money into it only to lose interest. But I proved to myself that I actually did follow through, and the fact that I actually am excited to do it again speaks volumes. So I figured this year I would do a little bit more &#8211; not fancy, just taking it up a notch.<\/p>\n<p>I decided to use 1x4s to contruct the boxes &#8211; anything taller would take even more soil, and we were spending enough as it was. All I wanted was some new soil, and some defined beds to plant in. It looks much more neat and organized. I&#8217;m going to put a 2&#8242; fence around the outside to keep the dogs and wild bunnies out. We&#8217;re going to mulch between the beds. I even bought a soaker hose to wind through the garden (though the water spout on the side of the house leaks like crazy, not good). I just have to be careful that I don&#8217;t aim too high&#8230; it&#8217;s easy to plan too big.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/img.photobucket.com\/albums\/v240\/lunarmagic\/Garden\/2009\/DSC_2239.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/img.photobucket.com\/albums\/v240\/lunarmagic\/Garden\/2009\/DSC_2250.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/img.photobucket.com\/albums\/v240\/lunarmagic\/Garden\/2009\/DSC_2245.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/img.photobucket.com\/albums\/v240\/lunarmagic\/Garden\/2009\/DSC_2242.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p>And mother&#8217;s day? I just don&#8217;t care. I&#8217;m glad I was whisked away that weekend last year, as I was rather raw, but this year I just couldn&#8217;t care less. Oh, I am touched that my friends took the time to say something to me, recognizing that I, too, am a mother. Trust me, for a stillbirth mama that means a hell of a lot.<\/p>\n<p>But the whole day&#8230; it just irritates me. I can&#8217;t help but think of all of my friends who aren&#8217;t yet mothers, but want to be so desperately. And I think, why are they not deserving too? It feels like such a fake day, a day that men rush off to stores to buy a card. I just can&#8217;t see myself getting all that excited, even when I have a child at home. I don&#8217;t need anything extra, I don&#8217;t need some set-aside day.<\/p>\n<p>Personally it means far more to me for my husband to spend his entire day building me a garden just because he knows I want one.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Den did a huge amount of work today. I drew up the plans this past week, calculated how much soil we&#8217;d need, how much wood to buy, where I&#8217;ll be planting everything. I figured Den would help me buy the big stuff, and then I&#8217;d spend a weekend putting everything together. Nope! Den hardly let [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":71,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[132,140,141,128],"class_list":["post-1890","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-garden","tag-mothers-day","tag-pictures","tag-post-miscarriage"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1890","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/71"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1890"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1890\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1893,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1890\/revisions\/1893"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1890"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1890"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1890"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}