3 Reasons to Consider Homebirth
my youngest and I in our bed, just after his birth
Last week Megan allowed me to write a guest post for her in her series on natural, intervention-free birth.
You can read it here: 3 Reasons to Consider Homebirth.
my youngest and I in our bed, just after his birth
Last week Megan allowed me to write a guest post for her in her series on natural, intervention-free birth.
You can read it here: 3 Reasons to Consider Homebirth.
I was reminded these past two weeks of how little margin there are in our days. Everyone but Stewart came down with a cold or flu or something that had us slightly feverish and sniffling and coughing. It all started two Sundays ago and still, it lingers. But cows still need to be milked and…
I’ve wanted to homeschool our children since I carried that first precious life in my womb. Those earliest years went fast and smooth, just these two little boys and I. By the time we moved off-grid in 2011, Elijah was five and was writing, doing some basic math, and learning to read. I remember being…
The older I get, the less certain I am of anything. I know that there’s one place to find truth and that we are given exactly what we need. I know that who you marry matters and that I have been greatly blessed in that regard. Also, I just kind of really like him. I…
Last week Joshua slept for longer than ten minutes without Mama’s arms around him. I then found these little ladies snoozing peacefully in their beds. Neither of these rarest of occasions has repeated itself, making the photographic evidence even more precious.
I know I always said I’d miss the pitter-patter of little feet someday, but I never knew how bitter sweet that was until I sipped that cup down just a little more. Those pudgy little hands that used to hold mine now milk cows and lift more feed bags than I dare and fly through…
I have been trying to put together a number of blog posts lately. I wanted to share the chicks – some purchased, some hatched at home – that are running alongside our laying hens, increasing the flock. I have some garden photos filled with weeds and potatoes and some turnips I might pull and ferment…