Thursday, 23 February 2023

Empowering Pregnancy

36 weeks pregnant and it's starting to hit me that this pregnancy is almost over!

I struggled mentally and physically with my first pregnancy. The hormonal ups and downs, the physical changes, and anxiety about becoming a Mom and feeling too young and unprepared. 

It's common to feel like you lose yourself in pregnancy and motherhood. However, I don't believe that is the case. You are transforming and if you surrender to the experience you can come out of it stronger, more confident, and an unstoppable version of yourself. 

This pregnancy has been empowering! It has given me a new appreciation for my body. I've realized just how incredible us women are! We were made strong and powerful. We carry the weight of ourselves, our emotions, our strong feelings; We can carry the weight of a growing life within our wombs; We carry the weight of our family, of dreams, both our own dreams and those of our children. Since becoming a mother I have realized how truly creative I am, how fierce I can be, how strongly I love, and how I can overcome anything that I put my mind to. 

I'm enjoying feeling my little girl kick, I know I will miss it. I'm allowing myself to slow down and enjoy this special bond I have with her these last few weeks before we finally get to meet our second little princess❤️

If you are pregnant and struggling know this! You are a bad ass incubator! Your body is doing an incredible thing; Thank her for it. Look upon yourself with love and respect. Remember that tough moments are just that; Moments. There is always a sunny and perfect day somewhere in your future! 


Thursday, 12 January 2023

Quarter of a Century!!


Today I'm 25!

It's a lot to process. I feel as if I'm entering a new era of being. I wouldn't say I feel old, most of my friends are in there thirty to forties and I don't consider them old. However, it feels different.....I suppose like a milestone. 

This year on my blog post I'm going to focus on the moments I feel have really shaped my character in the last 25 years. Looking back I am so grateful for the life I have had; I can't believe how blessed I have been. 

I was born in B.C the lower mainland and lived there till I was around nine years old. Some of my favourite memories in B.C were living in Sunshine Valley up in the mountains near Hope. It was also fun visiting extended family on both sides. 

When we moved to Ontario my life and pace of life changed pretty drastically. We moved a lot and there wasn't a whole lot of time to feel established anywhere. I do remember how much I loved living near so many lakes and all the fishing and swimming us kids would do in the summer. Winter was spent sledding and building snow forts. I got some of my first pets and developed a love for horses and animal care.

When I was thirteen I went to school for the first time. I was terrified and it took awhile to learn how to socialize and function within a school setting. However, even when I had the choice to go back to homeschooling I chose to stay in school. I realized that it was the only way I was going to be able to do sports due to family finances and sports was one of the few activities that made me feel so alive, strong, and confident. No matter what was going on in life I could escape it or channel the emotions into whatever physical activity I was in at the time. Sports gained me respect with my peers and school was honestly one of the places I felt I had the most stability. We moved a lot but it was always close enough to where I went to school. I appreciate both my homeschool and school experience. Homeschooling when I was younger allowed me to explore my own interests and become my own person with very little peer pressure to be a certain way. School provided opportunities that I wouldn't have been able to afford otherwise. Plus, it was really nice to have teachers to reach out to as well.

At 17 I went to Germany with my close friend and we worked on a horse farm there. I learned so much about horses and got to experience a new culture. 

Several days after high school graduation I began a five month internship at Sandy Pines Wildlife Centre. It was such a great way to enter the animal care world. I got to learn from hands on experience and learned how to work with high efficiency. The other interns were such a great peer group to enter the adult world with. 

After Sandy Pines, I had the goal to travel to Africa so I got a job for a year as a live in nanny in Toronto to cover the costs. This was my first time living in the city and although it was enjoyable, it helped me realize that the country is where my heart is at. 

Africa was the trip of a life time! It completely changed my perspective on so many things and challenged me to grow as a person. I made friends that I'm still very close with and having done it alone, I came home a much more confident individual and was far less afraid to try new things.

The fall of 2018 I went to college for Vet assistance at Durham college. School wasn't super challenging because I had learned most of the course material from working with animals previously. However, it offered me the opportunity to do a work placement at the Toronto Zoo which would have been hard to get into otherwise. Zoo Keeping at the Toronto Zoo was such a positive and incredible experience getting to work with animals I would have otherwise not been able to such as camels and tigers. 

Between being a Nanny and school I worked on and off at Absolute Equestrian which for me became like a home more then a job. I learned so much about horses, working hard, and I miss this barn family very much. 

After graduating from college I made the very impulsive decision to go tree planting. I was ready for another adventure, I needed money pretty badly, and I didn't feel ready to enter a career. To this day, tree planting I consider the best decision of my life. I had never done anything in my life that felt so true to who I was as a person. The intensity and repetitive nature of the job stripped me of all ego and forced me to confront my past in uncomfortable ways. The best way I could describe this would be like going on a vision quest. Spending that much time in raw nature and working with some of the most incredible people I have ever met was what I needed at that time in my life and it freed me.

And tree planting brought me back to the west coast. When I set foot in Courtenay Vancouver Island after my first season, I felt for the first time ever that I was home. I had wandered and finally found that place I wanted to call home.

After my second season I met Aiden and it was a similar feeling after that first kiss to the one I had when I set foot in Courtenay. I submitted  to that gut feeling and we started a life together. The life we have lived has been crazy, raw, beautiful, and wonderful. Through it all we have leaned on each other and I am incredibly blessed to have him. I have never felt so secure with someone, never trusted someone so fully with my vulnerabilities as I have Aiden. We share such a deep intimacy and even after two years of living together and having multiple children, I still want to spend all day every day with him. 


That's where I am at 25! Under the mountains in Courtenay living in a bus we converted, homesteading with the love of my life, my step son, our daughter, and in my third trimester of another pregnancy. I'm literally crying tears of joy. Life has been hard but it's been so beautiful and I couldn't be happier with where I am today.



Saturday, 31 December 2022

2022 at a Glance



2022 was a whirlwind of a year! To reflect on it, I summarized the events of each month and chose a word to best describe that month or how it impacted me. 


January: Adjustments:

My body and mind were recovering from giving birth. We adjusted to living in our new cabin and to having a newborn. My sister Hannah moved in with us. 

February: Choices:

The Freedom Convoy, a historic event within Canada, bonded us with friends and created some divides within family.

March: Progress:

 I was a little too eager to start our garden. I reached out and made some Mom friends; My business thrived this month.

April: Loss:

A depressing amount of rain drowned my seedlings. Our family dog Athena killed herself jumping out a window. My sister moved out.

May: Youth: 

Started to feel more like my pre-pregnancy self physically and mentally. Weather was still too wet to garden but I was doing very well with my rabbit business. 


June: Calm:

Not a whole lot happened outside of the daily grind of farm chores and gardening. Watching Sequoia grow and develop was a beautiful thing. 

July:Anxiety:

Take a pregnancy test and it's positive. My immediate family comes to visit us on the Island. 

August: Anticipation:

Farm is potentially selling. Grandpa puts an offer on 124acre farm and it's accepted. We start working on a bus build to be our new home if the farm sells.

 

September: Waiting:

Waiting for Grandpa's farm to sell. Not wanting to start any new projects till we know if we are moving or not.

October: Excitement:

Farm sells! We start putting all our effort and money into finishing our bus build.

November: Insanity:

Finish bus build, move onto new farm. We are all sick with various illnesses all month.

December: Tired:

So much snow so moving the rest of the farm is halted. We sadly lose some animals due to cold and the stress caused by moving. My pregnancy hormones skyrocket. Christmas goes well though and was a much needed rest from all the chaos. The snow begins to melt and we once again continue moving.

That's where this year ends; The hustle of moving, entering into the third trimester of pregnancy, and building up our new homestead. 

Despite all the crazy, if I were to describe this year in one word, it would be Therapeutic. Motherhood has put a lot of things into perspective for me particularly in the areas of faith and religion in my life. I had been struggling with my beliefs and what I had been taught about God from a young age. With a child of my own it has given me much needed clarity. I've come to the conclusion that I benefited a lot from faith and belief in God but that certain religious beliefs were harmful for my mental and physical health and I'm not raising my daughter under them. Making these sort of decisions finally has given me a new sense of freedom and peace. Although deconstructing faith and purity culture isn't easy, it is enlightening and I find I live in a lot less fear. 

As far a goals for 2023, I think we have our work cut out for us. Setting up our new homestead is going to be a full year project and we are expecting a new family member in the spring. I would like to continue working on improving my crocheting skills though and work on more fibre projects! There is a lot of potential and prospects for our little family in 2023 and I'm excited to see how the new year plays out! 

Wishing you all a Happy New Years! Excited to see where life takes you and what God has planned for you in this new year! 




Saturday, 30 July 2022

It All Comes Down to that One Cow


I look back on the whirlwind of the last several years and I think of all the little choices made that if they hadn’t been made….where would I be now?!

For example, I met Aiden through online dating. His profile was honestly boring and I almost swiped left; There was just one picture of him with a cow and I wanted to meet the cow, so that’s the only reason I swiped right! I wouldn’t be where I am now if it wasn’t for that cow.

He made the choice not to put that he had a child on his profile and if he had, I would have swiped left. I would have missed out on being part of a beautiful boys’ life! I’m grateful I got the chance to meet Aiden the first couple dates without having that knowledge as an initial judgement of him. 

Even decisions like going tree planting instead of working in Ontario brought me here, and if I hadn’t made that choice I wouldn’t have moved out here and would have missed out on this incredible life. 

Choices are scary, all choices have consequences, but if you don’t make choices, if you only stay in your comfort zone, you don’t get the opportunity to live! To really live is an incredible experience! I decided early on in life that I didn’t want to just read adventure in books, I wanted to live them. 

I have!

This chapter of life as a mother sometimes feels dry but I’m aware it is a chapter. It’s a chapter where I get to be a teacher and inspire younger versions of myself to seek their own adventures. In the process, I grow wiser, and when they leave, I won’t even be that old and can continue seeking adventures if I choose to.

I sit here on the porch with a sleeping baby on my chest, dogs by my side, watching my step son play in the kiddy pool; I laugh! Being here right now all comes down to the man I love taking a picture with a cow!


Thursday, 26 May 2022

The Unseen of Farm Life




In agritourism (agricultural tourism) one often sees the best aspects of a farm. You know; The cute cuddly full of personality animals and the tall green healthy stalks of a happy garden.



Not commonly seen is the pile of dirty unwashed equipment, the ever growing manure pile, the hours of work put into starting seeds that didn’t grow, and the most hidden but ever prevalent….


Death 



Where life is abundant so is death. On my social media or at a farm event you will see the cute animals of our farm having a good time. You won’t see the massacre ravens left after killing thirty of our chickens for fun or the remains of a Pekin duck taken out by a raccoon. We have five healthy baby goats but there was a baby goat that didn’t make it. Death happens, and sometimes because of the frequency I can get rather numb to it. 


But that numbness doesn’t apply to all the animals at the farm and I am testament to that! This past week 
my gosling died.


What’s worse is our puppy killed it…



Getting a gosling was not my idea, Aiden kind of just brought home the little bugger and because of its age it had to spend the nights in the cabin. At first I was like, “Great, one more creature to look after!” However, I fell in love with it and it imprinted rather strongly on me following me around and laying at my feet. Aiden’s son named it Dino Doug. The puppy Nyx and Dino were in the house together and although the puppy would chase him now and then, Dino always managed to find away to fit somewhere that the puppy couldn’t.


The accident occurred while I was breast feeding. Dino Doug had been spending most of his days in our front field forging. Occasionally, he would slip through the fence and come into our yard but if the puppy was in the yard he tended to stay in the field. Usually if they had an interaction I would hear Dino’s cries for help and would rush out and make sure he had got away or call the puppy off of him. I don’t know if the puppy got him further away from the house or if I snoozed in the middle of feeding the baby and didn’t hear the commotion….

I laid the baby down for her nap and went outside to check on the pets. Nyx stared up at me wagging her tail with my gosling gutted all across the yard. 


It was like being in a really bad dream. A sound exploded from my frame and I chucked a rock at Nyx howling with furry and falling on my knees. I sobbed, I ugly cried, I screamed up at the sky and at the dog and at myself, and repeated “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Over and over again to my goose. I was alone, no one else was at the farm. I called at least four people before finally getting Aiden’s parents on the phone asking if they could come over. I felt like I might kill the dog if she kept staring at me; And in my state of complete shock, horror, and grief I didn’t feel competent to care for my own baby. 


They came and I spilled out my thoughts, emotions, and unprocessed feelings to Aiden’s Dad (who is a councillor) while I stroked Dino’s mangled frame. We then proceeded to bury him in the field where Dino so loved to forge. 



It was a rather surreal experience while Aiden’s Dad dug the grave for me. I stood there in the field with Dino wrapped in a blanket clutched to my chest. I still felt chills of emotion rush through me, tears still welled in my eyes, but the initial shock had worn off. On the horizon dark storm clouds had formed but behind me I could feel the sun and it lit up the field with a warm ambience. The sheep, calf, and piglets continued their grazing and it was like nothing had happened. 


Life went on….


Life goes on; I grieved but also knew from previous experience that just because one creature dies the others don’t stop living. I let myself fully feel the moment of terror, pain, and grief as I lay my beautiful goose to rest…


Then I let him and all the pain go. Life goes on, and so must I. Life is full of darkness but also full of light. 



The unseen of farming is part of what you see in those of us who do it. It is the ability for those of us who farm to move on and to continue cultivating life.