I read this article recently in the New York Times online that was titled “The Relentlessness of Modern Parenting. The title intrigued me, because I have certainly felt the relentlessness of parenting.
After a rather tense “counseling session“ of working cows, with my hubby, I recognized that I had two choices. I could respond to him as he’s the enemy, by being angry with him; I could be filled with desire for revenge…
I bet you already know this, but families in Agriculture are anything but “normal“. They’re not even “typical“. There may be some sort of “typical“ when it comes to comparing them to other families in Agriculture, but that might even be stretching it, as Agriculture is so diverse.
Today I’m packing. Packing clothes, swimsuits, activities for the girls, and all our baby “stuff” for my expectant sister in law! One thing I’m not packing is items for my hubby. I haven’t been sure how to feel about this. On one hand there is great anticipation for the girls and I to spend time over the 4th with Aunts, Uncles, cousins, Grandma and Grandpa, but with that excitement comes a sense of sadness.
‘Tis the season for frosty mornings, frozen water tanks, snow on the ground, chopping ice in the dams for cows, and watching steam roll off of the cows as they gather around to eat. Taking care of animals gets more challenging this time of year. But, I welcome the challenge, because it also means…
What a title! It certainly has no clear-cut definition. To put a definition on motherhood would be a bit like trying to nail Jello to the wall, so I am not even going to try. I’ve heard it said that being a mom is the toughest, worst paying, yet most rewarding job a woman could have. I have to disagree!
Just after the beginning of the year, I lost my longtime friend and dog Callie. Callie was a Catahoula, Australian Shepherd mix and as you can imagine she was as busy, loving, anxious, focused and crazy as those dog breeds tend to be.
Recently, I was on the phone making plans to go visit a friend, and she said something along the lines of "just overlook the chaos and the mess". I can't tell you how many times I've heard or said a statement such as that.
As farm and ranch families we work very hard. We demonstrate and instill great work ethic into our children. Sometimes and maybe even the majority of the time, the outcome of our labor is broken down bodies and exhaustion. Our children work harder than many of their peers.
Being a Farm kid is unique, amazing, challenging, tiring, stretching, maturing, and many other crazy, wonderful things! Being a mom of a farm kid is unique, stressful, amazing, challenging, crazy, unexpected, tiring, stretching, maturing, and many other wonderful things too!