In January my mom fell down a flight of stairs, and broke her collar bone and her knee. She ended up having surgery and spending a lot of time in the hospital and then a rehabilitation facility. We have a large enough family that my mom was never alone while in the hospital. I think it was about 10 days, but someone was with her at all times. My husband and I stayed at the hospital from about 10 or 11 PM until 6 or 7 AM. We would then travel about 20 minutes to go do chores, and then go another 15 minutes back home to get a little sleep before going back to do evening chores, make dinner for my dad, or go back to the hospital. Talk about sleep deprivation. Oh my gosh. Once my mom was in the rehabilitation center things got a little easier, but the entire situation was difficult. When she finally got home I came down with a horrible cold, that everyone else in the family got as well.
February was Valentines day, which was spent at the rehab center, and by my birthday on the 24th, mom was back at home. I wish I could tell you that I remember my birthday, but I hardly do. I did however, make the insane decision to buy two lamancha bottle baby goats.
They were SO different from my first two, they were jumpy and playful from day one, and SO LOUD. Oh my gosh, I kept them at my house about a month before they had to go to the farm. Thankfully they took to it pretty well.
Getting bottle babies made my life extremely difficult. The husband works until at least midnight, sometimes later, and the goatlings needed bottles twice a day, every 12 hours. My schedule settled into bottle feeding at about 7 and 7. So the husband would come home, we'd eat dinner, spend a little time together, and I'd go to sleep. I'd wake up about 6:15, drive 15 minutes to get to the farm, make bottles, feed babies, do chores, and get back home about 9 or so. Try to be asleep by 10, only to wake up about 1 as the husband goes to work. It almost always wakes me up!! I'd let the dogs go outside, and try to get back to sleep by 2 or 3, so I could wake up at 5:30 to get back to the farm to do bottles and evening chores. I'd get back home about 9, and struggle to clean, cook, and stay awake until the husband got back home. I only slept in about 4 hour increments from middle of April until the second week of June. It was extremely challenging. It seemed like everything was getting out of control. I wasn't eating well, taking care of the house well, and I was struggling to form coherent thoughts. I am so thankful some things have changed and I can happily say I'm sleeping at least 8 hours at a time again.
Speaking of things that have changed, the biggest recent change is we moved! We had been looking at houses for the longest time. I had wanted to share on the blog, and almost did a 100 or so times, but I didn't want to jinx it, and honestly...I didn't know if we would ever end up moving. Since April of 2013 we had been trying to find house closer to the farm so I would be able to be there more often. After my moms fall, and with the new bottle baby goats, it became extremely apparent that being closer was a necessity. It was the most difficult thing ever! After over a year, and a few heartbreaks, we found the perfect house.
So this was super long, and probably boring, extra points fr making it this long!! I'll be doing a garden/farm update, along with hopefully writing more often!