This past week has left me feeling like I have had very little breathing room. This week wasn’t much different then most other weeks if you exclude three of our goats having seven babies between them. Today, my sister went out to check one of our pregnant goats to find that the goat had already delivered two males. One is a redhead, and the other has a white body with a light beige head, they’re both beautiful. Between my mom and me, we are feeding our four, one week old goats every four or so hours. My mom feeds them at night. On top of the goats, I have been babysitting six days a week for the past couple of weeks, and I haven’t really gotten out of the house much and am going stir-crazy. I know that everything will settle down, but at the moment it feels a little much. I guess that I had this coming, because I kept thinking that I was stuck in a rut and need something, anything to get me out of it. There’s nothing like a little chaos to get you moving again.