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This Farmin’ Thing Is HAAARRRDDD

Yesterday, our little Mo, the goat that is still pregnant got very amorous with Mr. Shady and me.  She wanted to lick our arms and kiss us and chat us up and touch her belly.  She doesn’t usually like that sort of attention.  I knew something was eminent.    I drove into town to do errands and received a call from Mr. Shady relating that Mo’s water had broken and she was in labor.  Oh boy.  I was SO excited given the fact I had missed the  only one we have had thus far.

Does she look comfortable to you?

When I got home, she had been laboring for about an hour and was glad that I was there.  She wanted me very close which I was happy to oblige.  Mind you, I have never done this sort of thing.  While I have read a lot about goat delivery,  I could not have predicted or known how to handle what was to come.

tap..tap… waiting…. waiting…

This is nerve racking….waiting….

After a couple of hours, Pops and I began to wonder if perhaps there could be a problem.  I am so glad he was there.  Mr. Shady was there too.  Can not tell you what a blessing that was.  I had set up shop in the stall with all my technologies.  Ipad, phone, camera, magazines.   I decided to look up how long she should be doing this labor,  pushing thing.  She should have been delivering by now and since she wasn’t would indicate problems.  Problems?  What in the world could I or WE do about her problem.  Oh,  God, please help us.   She was exhausted and wasn’t pushing anymore.

I had to go in.  Yes, go in.  I went in and the baby was breach.  I had to turn it.  Yes,  turn it.  At one point I was in almost to my elbow.  Like I said, this farmin’ thing is HAAARRRDD.  I actually got it turned around and a beautiful little girl named June was born.  I was praying for two girls.  The miracle of life.  It DOES NOT get better than this.

I felt inside and realized another was coming.  Yeah!  and it appeared to me that it was in the “diving” position.  Feet first with head coming immediately  after.  But what in the world do I know.   She slid right out.  Another girl!  Ruthie.   Okay.  lets all breathe and take a break before looking to see if there is another.   The stress level was high and I wasn’t  sure I wanted to do this again.  I was scared that I would not be able to right a wrong thing again.  It was a total fluke that I was able to right the first one.

I reached in and there was yet another one.  Poor Mo.  No wonder she was SO huge.  I could not get a handle on what this thing was doing.  Only one leg came out.  I tried to get the other facing outward and all went wrong from there.  Oh my goodness.  She couldn’t push.  The baby wouldn’t come.  She became very dry.  And it was stuck.  Mr. Shady and Pops had to go to great measures to save Mama.  It was a tragic scene.   We, of course, lost the baby.   Mama seems to be doing ok so far.   And I still feel like throwing up.   We buried the baby not having found out the sex.

It is just a goat.  I know.  But none the less,  I cant help feeling  a little inadequate and that maybe had we done things differently there may have been another outcome.  What if we had allowed her to do it all herself.  Would she had been able to figure it all out?  Or would she and the babies have died?  We will never know.

We have two beautiful girls.  June and Ruthie.  A mom that is doing well.  I think. She is alive.  God is so good.  The blessings multiply daily.

This is/was really hard for me.  Tons more hard for Mo.   I only have a few bumps and bruises.  Hers run much deeper.  She lost a child.   As for Pops and Mr. Shady, they are men.  They don’t share unless you ask,  but I imagine it cut them a little deep too.

A crazy day at the farm.

God bless,



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A Star is Born!

Mr. Roger Brown.  Not very exotic name, right?

Yummy Fuzzy Bundle of Joy

Miss Lilly and Buster Brown are the proud parents and it is crazy wild.

I bought a baby monitor about 6 months ago and tried to get it to work so I could hear labor screams in the middle of the night.  It advertised a 2000 ft. range.   I couldn’t even get it to work 200 ft.  I tried to take it back the other day and made the mistake of telling them it was a 6 month old purchase.  Really angry that I was SOO scammed with this product,  I brought it home with the intent to call the manufacture and give them a piece of my mind.  ugh.   err.

Saturday night as I prepared them for beddy bye, I thought that maybe it would be a good idea to separate the three goats just  in case  one of the does would decide to have a baby.  I have never thought to do this.  This comes from farmer girl who wasn’t/isn’t totally sure they are “with child”.   Lilly’s udders looked big to me.  But what do I know.

Went to bed.  Actually had the for thought  to ask my son when he got home at 1:00 am to check in the barn.  All was good.  Or so he thinks in the dark.   When I got up at 7:00am to do my rounds, I made my way into the barn only to hear a tiny little “baaaaa”.  There he was.  Oh my goodness.   ToysR US had delivered a baby fluffy stuffed animal to our barn over night!! That is exactly what he looks like.  ANDDDDDD…He was clean, fluffy and there was not any evidence of a birth in that stall.   Lilly was all cleaned up and she, I guess, cleaned up the whole “kid” and kaboodle!  Get it??  It was like first he is not there and then he is.  With no repercussions on my part.

When did he take lessons?

Well…no repercussions in the clean up department.  But now that this has happened all the goats are separated and all the stalls have to be outfitted with mats, waterers, feeders, etc.  at the tune of a lot of money at Tractor Supply.

We are full up at the Inn now and I am a bit overwhelmed.  We’ve only added 41 animals since May 6.  What’s the big deal?   We have to move some into our bath tub in the Master.   And we have a play pen in the kitchen for the guinea hens.

Just kidding.

We are joyful grandparents and hope that we don’t ruin them.  Or break them.  Or infect them with insidious diseases.  And it will be a treat when I start milking seeing how Lilly doesn’t like me touching her.

I decided yesterday to get that darn baby monitor out to look at it again and realized there are channels on it.  Duh.  I have it working now.  So maybe I wont miss the next one, which could be tonight!!  Our other doe, that is.  Not Lilly.  I do know enough to know that Lilly shouldn’t have two babies in the same week.

On a serious note,  my heart was overwhelmed at the sight of this thing.  How does this happen?  This goat is as perfect as you can imagine.  And all of its instincts are in working order at the get go.   As hard as I have tried (but proof has done me in),  I can not deny there is a loving God in the midst of us working miracles over and over in front of my eyes.  This is truly a miracle.

Have a Super Day!

God bless,


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