Home, Farm, Work…Wow, Crazy Week

Is this week over yet?

It’s been a rough one! {wobbly smile}

New Lambs at The Lowe Farm, Virginia

Last Friday night we had family movie night, as usual and everything was fine. We went to bed and suddenly around 3 or 4 o’clock there’s the terrible mommy-scream. {You know the one I mean. The “MMOOOMMMAAAAA!” that sounds like someone has broken 27 bones and jabbed a hot poker in their eye.}

I’d like to say I rolled right out of bed and hit the ground running upstairs…but in actuality, I just rolled out of bed and hit the ground.

And twisted my ankle…And half dragged myself up the stairs on my hands and knees….and found my Cowboy spilling his guts out in the bathroom while chanting, “I’mdyingI’mdyingI’mdying…MMOOMMMAAA!” between episodes.

New Lambs at The Lowe Farm, Virginia

We got him laid out on the couch and it only lasted a few days. {sigh}¬† And I was thinking, wow, really dodged a bullet. Didn’t have to take off work because I’m already home, this could have been so much worse! (The blueberry incident not withstanding…)

Ha.

Hahaha.

New Lambs at The Lowe Farm, Virginia

Then Tuesday morning we had some lambing chaos. I actually posted most of it in real-time on Facebook, since a lot of lambing drama is us sitting around (in the cold!) with a towel, watching to see if she really, really needs or our help or not.

We ended up with two ewes in labor at the same time. Both having trouble. One produced a big stillborn lamb that seemed to have swallowed a lot of fluid (probably from such a long struggle to be born) and wasn’t breathing.

The second ewe was in serious labor but not making any progress either. She finally collapsed right at the feed trough and Mr. Fix-It helped pull the lamb while I tried reviving the first one. The second lamb was alive and fine, but we had no success with the first one.

New Lambs at The Lowe Farm, Virginia

Then Mr. Fix-It and the kiddos head off to school/work and I helped the second ewe scrub up her new lamb to make sure he was ok after all that.

And then what do I see?

That first ewe is suddenly presenting another lamb! (That means I could see the little one’s feet, if you were looking for details.)

And she’s struggling. After 10, 20, 40 minutes, she’s making no progress. (Once you see the feet, it shouldn’t take more than about 20 minutes to have a lamb on the ground.)

And she did not want my help.

New Lambs at The Lowe Farm, Virginia

It took over an hour of more hard labor, and a flying tackle on my part–and bruised shoulder from hitting a fence post, because as I demonstrated on Friday I’m a little accident prone!–but VICTORY! Another healthy little lamb on the ground!

That makes 9 total so far this year and we’re half way through the flock. 7 more ewes to go…

New lambs (twins!) at The Lowe Farm, Virginia

So I was thinking we’re home free for the rest of the week, other than a huge meeting for work looming up on Thursday. I picked the crew up from school on Wednesday for our regular church-night-frozen-pizza routine and the Ladybug gives me this green around the gills look and says she doesn’t feel good.

Uh-oh.

My brave little warrior princess chewed it back the whole 25 minute drive home but when we hit that driveway it was all over…

The Cowboy started crying because he really wanted to go to church (since we had missed Sunday while he was sick). And Speedracer started crying because he didn’t want the Ladybug to die. And Mr. Fix-It called to say he was running late from work…

And all I could think was “Thank goodness she made it out of the truck first!”

How’s your week going? Tell me all your good new! I could use a little encouragement. {smile}

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Home, Farm, Work…Wow, Crazy Week — 1 Comment

  1. Oh sweet friend – when it rains, it pours I think. I’m with you on getting her out of the truck first – what a mess that could have been. Kudos on all the blessed lambs – you sure are busy this morning! Whew!

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