Today was a sad day at our homestead. When I got home with the boys today, we heard one of the goats crying, so we ran to the barn to find that one of them had started to have their baby and the baby was stuck. I told Max to watch Eli and I jumped over the fence and rolled up my sleeves, and helped to deliver this tiny little goat. Sadly, it was too late for the sweet little goat and she had died. I couldn't help it, I just cried. Max kept asking me if it was alright and I know he was hoping I had saved it, but it was too late. Max was so sad, I was sad, Jason was sad, and Eli didn't really understand what was happening, but I know he sensed that we were all sad.
We named her sweetie, wrapped her in a towel and buried her in our memory garden. That is where Max wanted to bury her. We said a prayer for her and put wildflowers on her grave. It was sad for many reasons....She was our first baby goat, we were sad for the Mama goat, and it brought up past issues of our losses and symbolized a whole lot of emotions and feelings of loss and disappointment. However, it was a humble moment for all of us to remember life doesn't end here and we were able to reiterate that to Max and tell him we would see this sweet little goat again. Max understood, but was visibly upset. He climbed one of the apple trees and just sat there for a while. He needed his space, but I think it was helpful for him to help bury it.
I have never thought to pray for animals before, but after today I realized that it is something we should do. They are God's creations too, and we should care about them and take care of them. Today changed the way I think about a few things. The Mama goat just stood there in shock for some time. She cuddled up to me and looked me square in the eyes while I was crying like she knew what was going on, it was sad. So today, we prayed for the goats that the rest of our babies will arrive safely. We have more on their way, and Jason has been checking them every hour because there is another goat that is ready to give birth soon. I never thought I had it in me to deliver a baby goat, but now I know I can and will if I have to. I just pray the rest of them get here safely, it's just too sad when they don't.
Today was a sad day at our homestead. When I got home with the boys today, we heard one of the goats crying, so we ran to the barn to find that one of them had started to have their baby and the baby was stuck. I told Max to watch Eli and I jumped over the fence and rolled up my sleeves, and helped to deliver this tiny little goat. Sadly, it was too late for the sweet little goat and she had died. I couldn't help it, I just cried. Max kept asking me if it was alright and I know he was hoping I had saved it, but it was too late. Max was so sad, I was sad, Jason was sad, and Eli didn't really understand what was happening, but I know he sensed that we were all sad.
We named her sweetie, wrapped her in a towel and buried her in our memory garden. That is where Max wanted to bury her. We said a prayer for her and put wildflowers on her grave. It was sad for many reasons....She was our first baby goat, we were sad for the Mama goat, and it brought up past issues of our losses and symbolized a whole lot of emotions and feelings of loss and disappointment. However, it was a humble moment for all of us to remember life doesn't end here and we were able to reiterate that to Max and tell him we would see this sweet little goat again. Max understood, but was visibly upset. He climbed one of the apple trees and just sat there for a while. He needed his space, but I think it was helpful for him to help bury it.
I have never thought to pray for animals before, but after today I realized that it is something we should do. They are God's creations too, and we should care about them and take care of them. Today changed the way I think about a few things. The Mama goat just stood there in shock for some time. She cuddled up to me and looked me square in the eyes while I was crying like she knew what was going on, it was sad. So today, we prayed for the goats that the rest of our babies will arrive safely. We have more on their way, and Jason has been checking them every hour because there is another goat that is ready to give birth soon. I never thought I had it in me to deliver a baby goat, but now I know I can and will if I have to. I just pray the rest of them get here safely, it's just too sad when they don't.
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