I am privileged to not only work for a member of Congress who serves on the House agriculture committee but has made agriculture one of his top priorities. But when the days is done, I get to come home to the farm and move into my most cherished role of mother and wife. It's no … Continue reading When Times Get Tough Don’t Forget the Spouses
I didn't grow up with pets. For a few years we had a goldfish that I'm pretty sure was actually a dozen different fish my parents rotated through after one died off or we starved it to death. We finally adopted a dog when I was in middle school and I remember being frustrated by … Continue reading The Value of Animals
It's Valentine's Day so while it is not the only day to express my love for my Farmer, it's a good day to remind others why it's great to have a Farmer for a valentine. I'll admit, being married to a farmer is never easy, but there are so many great parts of being a … Continue reading 5 Reasons To Love a Farmer
I always enjoy writing - not as much the forced, daily writing that comes with a journalism gig I once held - but the spontaneous, personal blogging that allows me to share our farm life and stories of raising crops and cattle in the heart of America. Ironically, it seems that the same life I … Continue reading Our Crazy Hectic Life
I am on a group messenger feed with about a dozen other mothers that live in the nearby town. A few – like me – work during the day, but most are stay-at-home moms. The messages are usually invites to join someone at the park or reminders of story time or another kid-friendly activity taking … Continue reading The Loneliness of Farm Life
It was 8 p.m. last night and I was rocking my newborn back to sleep having reminding my older son, once again, to stay in bed. I had spent close to an hour getting the baby ready for bed and asleep and it was all undone when the toddler made his appearance, causing me to … Continue reading Sometimes I Forget
Those of us participating represented a wide range of ages, shapes and sizes. Few of us are probably the shape and size we want - or at one time - use to be. But we're out there, giving it our all, juggling multiple demands - even while on the course - and knowing that as soon as we cross the finish line we're back to being mom, wife and partner. But for the time we're racing, we're super woman, running toward our goal and working our butts off to cross that finish line.
My last blog entry was all about our wonderful mother cows and sometimes I look at them with empathy and sympathy - for any of your breastfeeding mothers out there you would cringe while watching a calf nurse. But I also see that their one and only goal is to keep their calves fed, safe … Continue reading Parenting
Well, as it stands right now, I am a far cry from a real farm wife. I don't cook all that often, I don't do a lot of meal prep for the guys and I've been a little lazy on little things like making the bed, doing laundry in a timely fashion and keeping an organized house. But I'm aiming to change all of that.