Good morning. I am up here in my loft with the vaulted ceiling and big South windows. Sitting at my desk. The fire in the big room below is keeping me warm and I can hear rain outside. The windows are still dark. It is early, early morning. John and the neighbour boy brought my newly fixed wonky table up to the loft yesterday and took the old much wonkier card table back down. Now I have one small table for my computer and to my left the larger table with the delightfully peeling green paint, from the junk yard, covered in my notebooks and dictionaries. At my back is a wall of books. So the blog lives on one desk and the Work In Progress lives on the other. The Slow Motion Work in Progress has more room now. I swoop back and forth between them in my wheelie chair. Happy as the proverbial little pig.
Who could ask for more out of a morning? Shortly Our John will pass up my second cup of coffee. He reaches up as high as he can reach from the room below and I lean over and reach right down from the loft landing and take the steaming mug. If we are careful no-one gets burned!
Here is Big Fat Mama. Poor darling. She was outside yesterday enjoying the warm weather. Don’t tell her I showed you these.
But she was not getting up for anybody yesterday. She just lay there slowly chewing her cud and thinking about life. Looks like she has made herself a grass brooch! 
I know this next one is not her best side. But well you get the picture. My hopes for a nice little set of bouncy twins might be dashed. You will remember that she had one lamb her first year, twins the next, then triplets and than last season she had quads. She always tucks one foot under like that. 
Poor Mama. I have no idea what is going on inside that enormous belly of hers. Wish they had scans for sheep so I could see what we have in there!
I am still minding the little farmlet down the road while my neighbours are away, so it is a bit busy at the moment. Lets hope that Mama holds on for a wee bit longer. If she has more than two I will be hand-feeding the extra lambs. Initially this is every two hours so I am going to have to be very organised.
There were piles of comments and emails yesterday and it seems that postcards have been chosen. Which is brilliant as they would be my choice too! So I will watch the numbers and we can start choosing the images very soon. Though my work up here and on the farm can be very solitary, I love that you are always pitching in. You have certainly cut through the loneliness with your keyboard butter-knives.
It is almost dawn. There is a white cat coming up the loft ladder. I can hear the rungs creaking. Soon he will sit at the top of the ladder, just inside the loft and stare. Waiting not very patiently for his breakfast. He is the emissary. The rest will be gathered on the cat table, on the verandah, sitting in exactly the same pose watching through the kitchen doors, waiting for White Cat to precede me with his little shrieks. She is coming! She is coming! At which point they will proceed to Jostle and Mill About. They are always first to be fed.
Good morning.
c
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75 responses to “My Big Fat Mama”
Excited to hear about Big Fat Mama’s brood! I adore baby lambs – jumping about like they’re on springs. I didn’t even know that sheep could have quads! I got to house-sit once when I was in high school and they had a baby lamb that we had to bottle feed. It was so fun!
If she has quads again i might cry! They are just too small .. but fingers crossed! c
Excitement fills your world with mama at the center for now. I just hope she doesn’t get too used to being the most important critter on the blog, because in a few weeks she’ll be back to normal, the world will be richer for her little lambs and planting season will begin. Ah, the cycle of life…
Ronnie
She certainly is the Most Watched at the moment.. hope she does not make us wait too long!! c
intrigued to know more about ‘The Slow Motion Work in Progress’ – maybe I just haven’t been following your blog long enough….
frankly Pseu i need a boot on the bottom to get me working on it! soon soon..c
I have large feet. Shall I put on my boots? 🙂
What is the project?
The perfect way to start my day after spending a night at my zoo. Good luck, Mama! Fingers crossed for robust twins!
I’ll swap ya for a couple of turtles!! c
WOW.. she really is one round but cute sheep. I don’t think she has a bad side.. of course she would probably love this comment :).
She would but remember she is our policeman.. She likes everyone to behave! c
i can just picture your work area. oh my..that is one pregnant sheep! can’t wait to see the wee ones.
Hee, hee. Look at that spindly little leg! She’s well prepared for winter.
she does have such thin legs for such a fat body.. c
Four lambs! WHEW! When we had sheep we had twins, lots, and random triplets, but no quads…good luck. For I know you really will be busy!
Linda
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My monstrously pregnant Nubian doe, kidded with quads this morning, the first on our farm!
Oh how tremendous! Do you take two to feed or supplement them all! how does that work.. quads are a delightful trial! c
We feed them all because we use Bambi’s milk in our cheese making.
ah, goats cheese.. double yum!
Another lovely visit ’round the farmy–it never fails to brighten my day, following you about as you and the beasties do your intricate dance of life. Hopefully the beautifully rounded Mama will give you two superb, vigorous lambs to sproing around the pasture for your entertainment, and meanwhile inspire Daisy in her work of nurturing a fine robust calf. Surely TonTon will approve, as he’ll have some newbies to train.
Fantastic beginning to a day on a beautiful farmy 🙂
Celi, I felt your gratitude for our keyboard butter knives…right down to my toes. A while ago, I wrote about making sure we take a break from the computer with balance. I am still awed over the comments. Some of the stories about why people blog turn loneliness into a cake walk.
And it’s a two way street. Look at all you give us. I adore visiting your wee farm daily. I am awed by the fullness of your days. Mon Dieu!
Your work room sounds like another big fat womb, gestating something wonderful very slowly. I understand the solitude of a writer very well, and you also have the solitude of a farmer. What a lovely man, to hand you up the coffee with such care.
Do hope you can visit me on http://www.seasonalinspiration.blogspot.com
Oh I did visit, your site is lovely.. have great day juliet.. c
Do you ever want to go up and just bury your fingers in all that wool? thanks for sharing our morning…would chat more, but White Cat would probably object! (cat society is so funny)
Oh I do frequently push my hands into the wool, hoping for a share of that lanolin! c
Thank you for sharing your morning with us. 🙂