With everyone having goat babies, there is very little free time in my life. If I had any hope for relaxation would be disappointed. That is where you have to begin, then if you can carve out fifteen minutes anywhere it feels like a vacation!
As I type, Tom Thumb has been fed, Gator has been taken to school, trash has been taken out. I need to start a load of laundry and do dishes, but right now I am enjoying Sweet Time. The time where you should do something but for a few minutes you are just relaxing.
Alright, now my baby bottles have been washed. I retrieved another cup of java, yum. I finally broke down and bought a bottle brush along with a big bottle, Tom Thumb is headed to take in over six ounces soon. Bottle brushes God gift to a young woman, or an old woman with a baby goat.
Hopefully this morning will find some babies born, LittleHornedOne has been off and on labor for days but she lost her plug yesterday I think. Tom Thumb and I learned how to do a goat enema last night, his stomach is trying to adjust to cow’s milk. Sometimes I look at my life and shake my head, never before 1988 did I think I would be doing 75% of the things I do.
Hubby and I have grown together in marriage. Our life is totally different than either of us expected in many ways. If when I graduated from college someone would have told me what I would be doing at 50, I would have thought they were nuts. That is the beauty of love, of a journey. I am here, I am glad to be here. I cannot imagine giving up anyone or any pet, livestock or anything at all of what I am blessed with.
Yep Sweet Time! Time to reflect on blessings, on challenges, and most importantly how lucky I am to live this life!











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