Freakin’ Heroes

One of our goats gave birth this week. At like dark-thirty in the morning.

It was her first pregnancy, and, unfortunately, the baby was stillborn. I worked on it for a good ten minutes—rubbing, clearing the lungs, blowing into his mouth and nose—but things didn’t work out.

Sadly, this is how farming works. Animals are unpredictable, and you are told to expect to lose 40% of your stock to illness, predators, and the Unexplained. We cleaned things up and went inside to get our day started.

Two hours later, one of my younger sisters came up to report the goat was down again. I called the vet, thinking milk fever or something similar, and went down with her.

Just in time to save this little character from inside his birth sack.

Look at him.

He’s so tiny and cute.

In all, she had three kids. Two were stillborn, and one is now happily trotting after my sister wherever she goes.

Apparently, according to a neighbor with a herd of goats, this seems to be a year for stillbirths. She’s had more this year than ever before.

Maybe it’s something in the hay?

Anyway, we’re very happy to have at least one prancing around. And our new mother is doing fabulously, which is always a relief.

Oh, and my sister and I are freakin’ heroes.

Which is always fun.

The Most Exciting Moment of March

I was planning on doing this post a week ago.

On the first, actually. You know, a nice long post at the very beginning of every month to assure you all that I’m still very much alive and that I haven’t hidden away and determined to communicate with people only via social media posts.

I have, but obviously I don’t want you thinking that.

Anyway, I meant to do a lovely long post on the first, but I realized that the most exciting moment of this month hadn’t quite happened yet. So I decided to wait.

So, here she is. The most exciting moment of March!

Meet Polly.

She’s so cute. I can hardly believe she’s ours.

Now that I’m back to myself and the weather is beginning to warm up, we’ve shifted focus back to our homestead, to starting new projects and continuing established ones. Our rabbits are off to a slow start, but we’re making adjustments and finding our rhythm with them. One of the things that I love—and hate—about homesteading is that things rarely work the way you want them to immediately. The first animal you buy dies or doesn’t produce the way you were expecting, or the setup that you thought was perfect needs serious renovations to be usable. There’s no plastic, one-size-fits-all, factory assembled options of homesteading, and animals are predictably unpredictable.

Which means, adapting. Improvising. Experimenting.

Homesteading is about mistakes and restarts and, most of all, time to get things right. It’s intensely frustrating, and, at the same time, one of the most intriguing, challenging processes. Because where’s the fun in having everything handed to you, wrapped in plastic and already perfect?

So, we are adapting to new challenges with our meat rabbits. Rest assured, I intend to get our system right and smooth out the lumps. In the meantime, we’ve introduced Polly to the barnyard and begun our foray into dairy farming.

I’m excited.

Now don’t laugh. But because my sister—and my parents—also have goats for their dairy needs, we have built up quite the little herd down at our barn.

Eight.

We have eight goats.

I’m not gonna lie, every time someone messages us and is like, hey, we have a goat for sale! We say yes.

Immediately.

We probably won’t stop at eight either.

Two of our lovely eight are due to have kids in the next week or so. Our goat—and the one we picked up with her—are both due to have kids in June.

And we have two more females that we’ll be breeding with our male in the next month or so.

Starting up a homestead of this size is a huge amount of work, and a sizable financial investment, but once things start rolling—goats, chickens, geese (surprise!), and rabbits—we’ll begin to see returns for all our hard work. My sister, who is endlessly organized, has everything written down to make sure we’re getting our money’s worth and not paying too much for a dud animal, feed, or upkeep.

As much as I love her tenacity, I’m less invested in the financial side of things. Sure, I would like a return. I’d like to see things pay off. But for me, knowing where our food is coming from, knowing that our system is sustainable and responsibly sourced, and that my kids will grow up knowing where their food is coming from and how to get it should things in town go south . . . that is its own reward.

Plus, just look at that face.

Adorable.

Any exciting moments on the way for you in March? Tell me about them in the comments!

Spring and Homesteading

Now that I’m freelancing, my schedule is a lot more flexible than it was.

Sure, I’m still working full time. But how—and when—that work happens is up to me.

Which allows for some wiggle room and a bit of discovery.

Discovery is one of my goals for this next season. Discovering more about myself, discovering what life as a freelancer looks like, discovering what I’m capable of, and what I’m brave enough to tackle. Now that spring is—hopefully—here to stay, that includes making our household more sustainable and moving toward homesteading my family’s property.

We have big gardening plans in the works.

I’m excited.

One of the ways my husband and I have made our tiny house a little more sustainable in the last few months has been clearing out the back closet and buying ourselves a real live washing machine. Now that we’re not hauling all our washing next door, laundry duty has become MILES easier, and I’m finally excited to wash my clothes again.

Can I get a ‘Hallelujah’?

Since our space and budget were limited for this project, we decided against buying a dryer with our new washer, and I’ve been line drying all our clothes.

This is my new favorite chore. I kid you not.

Not only does it get me outside, but since my newest obsession is turning our property into a homestead, line drying our clothes adds very positively to the aesthetic. And, you know, it saves us money, helps the environment, and makes our clothes last longer.

But having a line of washing flapping outside my window while I have bread dough rising on the counter gives my tiny house a cozy, farmhouse kind of feel to it, which I deeply appreciate.

I had a few concerns about stiff clothing and stretched out fabric before I started this project, but thanks to the magic of Pinterest and a half-dozen articles from experienced line-dryers, I’ve found clever ways to avoid those problems, and line drying has been a breeze.

Literally.

Homesteading is always a process, and we’re taking projects one at a time to get our little farm up and running again. Our fields have gotten a much needed reseeding, and two sweet bunnies have made an appearance in the barn. The rest will have to wait a bit until we have some sheds fixed up and a few windows replaced in the barn.

Spring is coming!

What are your plans for this spring? Tell me about them in the comments!