We got goats!!! (I added one extra exclamation point because Joe is just so…excited!)
The momma’s name is Tess. The two littles are not yet named. They are from my good college friend, Morgan, who goes all over the country showing goats by her farm’s name, Haycreek. Tess didn’t have quite the udder to meet Morgan’s high standards so when I inquired about goats, it all fell into place pretty easily.
We were initially told to hope for some shoulder function by 6 months and bicep function/elbow-bending by 9 months. She RACED ahead of that by hitting those marks at about 4.5 months and 7.5 months. However, progress in building enough strength to overcome gravity has been really slow. Way slower than I expected. She still cannot lift her arm to 90 degrees like a clothesline — probably closer to 60 degrees. On a great day, while using her stimulating machine when we do therapy with her laying on the couch, she needs just a tiny bit of help to bring her hand from her thigh to her mouth. She has a long way to go to be able to bend her elbow while standing up fighting gravity.
Yet we continue to work really hard. She does physical therapy once a week right now and then Joe or I help her the other 6 days at home through her repetitions. She has occupational therapy, speech therapy and music therapy also once per week. Her schedule is crazy but I try as hard as I can to protect her childhood.
Ava and I are off to Cincinnati on Tuesday!! We leave Sioux Falls at 5:00 a.m. and get back around 10:00 p.m., I think. It will be a big day. I have been praying that they are confident in the track she is following and that no additional surgeries/treatments are needed for now. I have a long list of questions circling in my mind to ask them. Sometimes I think they call me the Crazy Minnesota Mom behind my back. I think I am way more into the “how and why” of it all than most parents. That’s just how I tick. God chose me to be Ava’s mom and I am her best advocate. Just doing my job.
Joe gets the ‘privilege’ of overseeing goat, calf and chicken chores while Ava and I travel. Good thing we will only be gone for a day. Good thing he loves me. Because I don’t think he loves the goats.