This is my first blog post announcing the birth of Caleb Temerlin, however I did post on social media the day he was born. Coincidentally, my blog was undergoing a little maintenance this past weekend so I haven’t been able to post since last week anyway. The site looks the same but it should work at a much faster speed, which will be nicer for all you readers. If you encounter any difficulties or see something that doesn’t look right, please let me know!
Now back to baby. Isn’t he beautiful? These photos have been taken over the past three days or so and I feel like you can already see the slight changes to his face. The woman in yellow rocking him is my mother. She’s been by to every day to drop off food, watch the kids, fold laundry, or do whatever needs to be done. She is a lifesaver and I honestly have no idea how we would function without her.
And now, The Birth Story: An Abbreviated Version. I woke up at 11:45 on Wednesday night with what felt like slight stomach cramps. I decided to sit on the couch and time the contractions to see if they were indeed regular or if I should perhaps try to go back to sleep until they became something worth waking Gabe up over. Fifteen minutes later, I was dressed, bag packed, and standing over Gabe saying “We need to go. Now.”
Gabe made it to the hospital in 11 minutes. It usually take us 20 minutes from our house, if that is any indication of how fast we were going. I was admitted right away and received an epidural as soon as my blood work came back. At the time, I thought it took an eternity before the anesthesiologist came around to my room but according to Gabe, it was actually quite fast. Time does not fly when you are experiencing excruciating contractions every minute.
My labor was relatively short. It lasted for roughly 6 hours and that was only because the doctor was swamped that night with deliveries so it took her almost two hours to come to my room. She broke my water and Caleb was born 30 minutes later at 6:30 in the morning. Had she been able to see me as soon as I was fully dilated, my labor most likely would have only lasted four hours. (Isn’t it weird how in the movies, labor always starts with the pregnant woman standing in a public place minding her own business when whoosh, her water breaks, announcing in the most indelicate way possible that her labor is about to begin? That never happens to me. They always have to break my water for me. Too much information? Sorry.)
Caleb is slightly bigger than Eddie was at birth but smaller than Sam was. He is healthy, with a good appetite and a semi-decent sleeping pattern. He is only three days old, so he hasn’t developed any type of schedule per say. I’d say I’m averaging five-six non consecutive hours of sleep at night. While it isn’t great, it was certainly much worse with Sam, so I am greatful for what little sleep I can get.
I have been working on the Rosewater one row at a time. Usually I knit one row while pumping, so it’s coming along. Ideally I would have it done in time for Caleb’s Bris on Saturday but that is probably unlikely.
Happy Monday, my friends.
Joining Ginny and Nicole.
I started the Rosewater shawl a few days ago and I’m really enjoying it so far. With the baby due any day now, I think a garter stitch with simple increases on every row is exactly the mind numbing yet comforting project that I need right now. The lace portion will require a little more concentration but perhaps I can do a row here and there while the baby is sleeping and hopefully it won’t take too long to complete. Yarn information here.
And…honey! Last Friday we collected our first first honey harvest. Gabe is so proud of himself and it is well deserved. A year ago he walked into a bee keeping class hosted by the local beekeepers association knowing nothing and now look at him: harvesting honey like there’s no tomorrow. We used the Flow Hive, a rather new and revolutionary technology to honey harvesting. Gabe said the collection process went very smoothly and he was pleased to discover that within the next few weeks we will be able to collect even more honey…perhaps double the amount we collected last week. Knowing what blossoms were prevalent on our property the past month or so and then comparing the color of the honey to an online chart leads us to believe this particular batch was created mostly from apple blossom pollen. Isn’t that lovely? Wander Farm Apple Blossom Honey. I like the sound of that.
Is anyone else feeling giddy from their first spring harvest/projects, whether it be knitting a lightweight shawl, collecting the first seasonal greens from the garden or perhaps harvesting an early batch of honey?
Happy Wednesday, my friends.
New project alert! I am almost done with my Leksak tunic, but I couldn’t resist showing you my next project. I have had this beautiful fingering yarn called Wellspring from Bumblebirch for quite some time but hadn’t decided what I wanted to do with it. The color is called Rainstorm and its this beautiful gradient of blacks, greys, and creams….just gorgeous. I decided it would be perfect for a nice, simple summer shawl; something to throw on over summer dresses when the nights are cool or wear to temple. I chose Rosewater for a few reasons: it’s less than 500 yards and has an uncomplicated lace pattern. I think I can manage a few rows every day even with a new baby in my lap. I can’t wait to cast on!
Our chickens seem to have made themselves at home here on Wander Farm. We started allowing them to free range a few days ago and they seem to be loving their new found freedom. Every morning by 9:00am I release them from their chicken tractor for the day. Gabe locks the tractor up after they are nestled together on their roost for the evening, usually once it gets dark, around 9:00pm. We have seven chickens, and they lay 3-5 eggs a day, which is perfect for our family of four.
I’m so glad we were able to acquire chickens. We have had some grand plans for this property (many that were supposed to come to fruition this summer). Gabe had intended on building two major structures this summer: a chicken coop complete with running water and a smoker. Earlier this year we hired an arborist to design a layout for our new orchard, which would include 12 new raised beds, 40 nut and fruit trees, vines, berry bushes and an in-ground irrigation system.
I told you the plans were grand.
But then, life got in the way. Gabe’s work schedule has increased and his time at home has become very limited and will most likely stay that way for the remainder of the summer. We will be lucky if he has a full week off after the baby is born. We decided to postpone the building of the chicken coop and smoker until next spring. We went ahead with the plans for the new orchard, but then tax season hit and practically every bit of money that we had put away for the new orchard was paid to Uncle Sam (don’t even get me started on this, I still become livid just thinking about it).
There was no way we were going to pay for a new irrigation system to be installed when there weren’t any trees to water anyway. We thought about planting half the trees ourselves this summer and the other half next summer, but without an irrigation system it meant all the trees would have to be watered by hand. With Gabe’s limited free time, that means the chore would be mine, and neither Gabe nor I were keen on me watering an acre of fruit trees twice a day (by hand) during my third trimester or with a newborn. And so there went that plan.
This summer isn’t a total waste. Gabe did find time to build the new raised beds and he planted the raspberry and blueberry bushes. We will hold off on the vines (grape and kiwi) until it’s time to plant the trees and install the irrigation system. Last week during a partially long nap time, I managed to plant a few rows of carrots, lettuce and radishes. Gabe planted 50 Walla Walla onions for me because my back was completely shot by that point. The garden will have less variety than last year, and I probably won’t can as much, but we will still have a garden (and baby!) to enjoy this summer.