Most of my days are spent as a full time Emergency Room physician and I have to say, I feel truly blessed to be able to love both my job and my workplace. But everyone needs something to do on their days off. So, I am a mom, a wife, a farmer, and a sorta chef. Oh and I am learning how to hunt too.
So, today has been a beautiful fall day here in Upper middle Tennessee. We started off with scrambled eggs and toast with coffee. I have to admit that my husband fixes breakfast- I am not my best till after caffeine. Then we were off to the barn to check in on our premie baby Angus heifer (girl calf). She was born in a storm about three weeks early to a first time momma cow, so we are helping them get established in this mommy thing. See, being early Momma’s milk took longer than baby had to wait for the milk, so we have been giving little bit some milk while waiting for Momma’s milk to “come in” as my husband and father-in-law say.
On top of working with our little calf, we had an unexpected helper in the barn. Our middle child has had the stomach flu for the last three days. So, while she has finally felt better today (I am feeling very confident that school is in her future tomorrow) she was helpful today.
Next on our list for today was training squirrel dogs. Yes, sounds like a terrible chore. So, I spent a few hours waking in the beautiful sunshine with my husband looking for the ever elusive squirrel. We did not get any cause it’s too early to hunt squirrel with dogs – too many leaves on the trees.
Then we took our Blue healer and checked on all our cows. I think both the dog and my husband had fun.
Now, everyone is home from school and its homework time. So, the sick kid decides she wants to taste the hot peppers that Brian got for me to cook with. That was funny.
Then, family supper of farm raised beef, as hamburgers tonight with potato salad. Laughter and music all around too.
Then back to the barn for round two of bottle feeding baby calves. First our premie. I am sure my husband was wondering how many kids it takes to feed a little calf.
Ok, so if you have never been blessed to try and get chores done with more than one child helping, I hope you get a chance to some day. Next we are off to feed our orphaned baby calf that we are raising on a bottle. She is almost a month old, and getting bigger every day. Tonight we thought we would see if she liked a halter.
So, all and all I am very tired and ready for bed. But looks like I have to go read a bedtime story.