OUR STORY
Big Family, Small Farm
Did you think that it was possible to have a full fledged homestead just 7 miles from Downtown Boston?
Us either...
until we tried it!
ABOUT LITTLE HANDS FARM
Lucas and I got married and moved into a 600 square foot apartment in Boston 7 years ago, and if you told us then that we'd eventually have 18 chickens, 6 goats and 2 cats, I'm not sure who would have been more shocked. Me, a Brooklyn transplant, that I'd have agreed to any animals, or Lucas, who couldn't even convince me to get a goldfish. I think we'd be equally shocked that my future garden would be bigger than that first apartment.
As kids came along - and they did, one after another - we outgrew that apartment, a second, a third. And after that third apartment and third child, I found out that I had an aggressive cancer that would likely cause me to lose my leg, and could possibly kill me. I was 27.
It was my cancer that pushed us to look for a home, after receiving the miraculous news that my cancer hadn't spread and that I would keep both of my legs, but that radiation and two significant surgeries would render me incapable of walking up a flight of stairs. Our second story East Boston apartment wasn't viable, and we prayed against the odds that we would find a home that would meet our needs.
This home was the first and only home that we looked at, that we put an offer on, and our realtor couldn't believe how easily the keys were handed over to us. It was that summer that we went from renters to homeowners, and from homeowners to homesteaders.
The truth is that having cancer changed me in a way that nothing else could have. The desire to live, live deeply, and surround myself with life - nothing else could have brought that out of me. As someone who was used to concrete sidewalks and fake plants, I yearned for life in all of its forms. Seedlings. Chicks. Babies. Doelings.
We added more animals. More babies. More garden beds.
Life hasn't stopped throwing us curveballs. These days our youngest baby is in and out of the hospital frequently due to a genetic disorder called CHARGE syndrome. Life hasn't been easy, but it's been worth it.
And in all of the chaos, all of the hardship and the beauty, we've decided to add more to our homestead, and share more of our life and the fruit of our labors with the community. If you've made it this far, thank you. We can't wait to meet you.
cheers - faith + lucas jablonski
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WHO WE ARE
Lucas is co-owner of Lighthouse Woodworks, a custom table company based out of East Boston. Faith is a stay-at-home mom and content creator. Mathias, age 5, has a genetic disorder called Smith Lemli Opitz syndrome and will give you a hug without knowing you (and then try to convince you to find the tv remote). Liv, age 4, thinks she's the third parent and is wise beyond her years. Blaise, age 3, is half-toddler, half-farm animal. In the summer you'll find him shirtless wrestling the goats. Thea, our 1 year old, has more spunk than a rooster and our baby Nathanael, well, let's just say that we're just happy when he's home. Yes, we know, we've got our hands full.