There's a lot going on around here. We've moved in, mostly. The electricity has been turned on and the hole for the septic tank has been dug. We even started building a deck to get my piano in the house! Things are starting to move along at a nice pace.
Last night Mr. Homesteader and I loaded up the trailer with stuff from the storage unit and unpacked it. It was 8:30 when we got home from a long day at church. C and J hadn't eaten and O needed to nurse. We walked in to a cold house and realized that the power had been out all day. As we ate leftover fast food in our cold, dark house, I looked across my new, already crowded living room and wondered how all the furniture and boxes of clothes would ever fit. Well it did fit, stacked nearly to the ceiling with a narrow walk way from the front door to the kitchen.
I don't know about you, but when my space is cluttered I just want to shut down, leave the area and not deal with it. I mentioned this to Mr. Homesteader this morning, he suggested calling Gamma and KK to come help. I did and boy was I glad I did! Gamma encouraged me to just focus on the basics so I did. I moved the a dresser and unpacked a wall full of boxes and swept the mountain of dirt that gets tracked in when your front yard is mud.
They came over later in the afternoon. And while it took me all day to clear one wall, they had the living room rearranged and set up in the time before I finished feeding O. Then we organized the stuff on the dining table so we could eat dinner at a table and not on a tool box in the living room. Pawpaw showed up later with dinner and helped set up the boys' room. I had gone from overwhelming stress of living in a storage unit of a house to a home with a living room, dining room, and the boys' bed room set up.
We still need to put flooring down and paint and put decor but the living isn't a mish mash of boxes and an upside down coffee table.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Baby O is Here!
The day I wrote my last post I was staying home from church because I was sick. Turns out it was morning sickness. Because of the fibroid, I found myself getting lots of ultrasounds but what they showed was that it would not block the birth canal and I would be able to deliver naturally. Yea!
Nine months later we had a cute little snuggly baby that was 8lb. 9oz and 22inches long. This was small compared to my other two who were 10lb. 4oz and 10lb. 8oz!
Nine months later we had a cute little snuggly baby that was 8lb. 9oz and 22inches long. This was small compared to my other two who were 10lb. 4oz and 10lb. 8oz!
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| Baby O November 7, 2013 8lb. 9oz. |
Also since my last post we have remodeled and sold our house, moved in with Mr. Himself's parents, bought 30 acres, and a mobile home. We will be moving out the land as soon as it dries up and the moving company can move the home without sinking in the mud.
The Genisis
I didn't want to start out quite so personal but, alas, I must. For to begin a story one must inevitably begin at the beginning...
Last spring we were elated to announce an addition to our a small but growing family. However, the Lord in His Sovereignty saw fit take our little 9week peanut to himself. We learned through the miscarriage that I had a large and rapidly growing fibroid tumor and my only option was surgery. To Mr. Himself and I this wasn't really an option as the surgery would leave us only able to deliver via C-section. So I began researching. I found that many of the food we eat and genetics had caused this and I would have to drastically change my diet.
No sugar, all organic, less meat products.
This was expensive and prompted further research into some of my oldest sons allergies which lead to raw milk and other raw dairy products. Thankfully it's working. His eczema is clearing up and his colds are becoming less frequent. But again it's terribly expensive.
One day, on a whim, I looked into how much milk a dairy cow makes, eats, and costs to buy. I found that it was about the same as buying it and you had some left milk to make products and sell. We only needed about 5 acres.....
Surprisingly Mr. Himself didn't baulk at the idea.
Meanwhile he had been listen to R.C. Sproul Jr. and The Basement Tapes he produces with his church. He had been listening to them speak about freedom...freedom from industrialization, freedom.
In December of the same year we went spent a month with my family in Colorado. Fort Collins is blessed to have many freedoms. Some I agree with and some I do not :) One of their freedoms is to have livestock in the back yard. Our eyes were open to the freedom to walk out our back door and get eggs that we know where they come from, and what's been fed to the mother hens. We loved it. On the way back to Texas Mr. Himself had me listen to The Basement Tapes. I was hooked; I want the freedom from industrialization, to work along side my husband as he provides for our family's needs, to live self sustainably. We were 20 minutes from our house and we decided to put it up for sale and move on land before a year had passed.
What began as an effort to improve our physical health has became a journey to improve our familial economic health.
Last spring we were elated to announce an addition to our a small but growing family. However, the Lord in His Sovereignty saw fit take our little 9week peanut to himself. We learned through the miscarriage that I had a large and rapidly growing fibroid tumor and my only option was surgery. To Mr. Himself and I this wasn't really an option as the surgery would leave us only able to deliver via C-section. So I began researching. I found that many of the food we eat and genetics had caused this and I would have to drastically change my diet.
No sugar, all organic, less meat products.
This was expensive and prompted further research into some of my oldest sons allergies which lead to raw milk and other raw dairy products. Thankfully it's working. His eczema is clearing up and his colds are becoming less frequent. But again it's terribly expensive.
One day, on a whim, I looked into how much milk a dairy cow makes, eats, and costs to buy. I found that it was about the same as buying it and you had some left milk to make products and sell. We only needed about 5 acres.....
Surprisingly Mr. Himself didn't baulk at the idea.
Meanwhile he had been listen to R.C. Sproul Jr. and The Basement Tapes he produces with his church. He had been listening to them speak about freedom...freedom from industrialization, freedom.
In December of the same year we went spent a month with my family in Colorado. Fort Collins is blessed to have many freedoms. Some I agree with and some I do not :) One of their freedoms is to have livestock in the back yard. Our eyes were open to the freedom to walk out our back door and get eggs that we know where they come from, and what's been fed to the mother hens. We loved it. On the way back to Texas Mr. Himself had me listen to The Basement Tapes. I was hooked; I want the freedom from industrialization, to work along side my husband as he provides for our family's needs, to live self sustainably. We were 20 minutes from our house and we decided to put it up for sale and move on land before a year had passed.
What began as an effort to improve our physical health has became a journey to improve our familial economic health.
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