Harvest Wife

*Edit…

I am changing my title, because I was made aware that my title may be hurtful for those truly in the trenches of being a widow. I truly apologize for that!

It’s Saturday night, 9:34 pm. I sit here typing, the children are watching “The Skit Guys”, but are headed to bed soon! One of them was up before 4 am, another up before 5:30 am, and the other was on baby brother duty since 4 am. Which means interrupted sleep πŸ˜‰Β  The tractor and manure spreader keep buzzing by the house, and will stop sometime before midnight, or when the farmer gets too tired πŸ™‚

I’ve milked twice today, did laundry, cleaned the living room, settled fights, took a power nap while getting baby and his bigger sis down for a nap, washed my kitchen floor, baked cookies, lost my temper, listened to motivational speakers, folded laundry. Don’t you love all those details I just listed? πŸ™‚ Really, what is the deal? We all did stuff today, but didn’t have to tell everyone. Right???Β  But I felt like it, and it’s my blog, so there you go! Chuckle, chuckle πŸ™‚

Ok sorry friends! I may have been feeling a tad snarky. I was baking cookies after 8pm on a Saturday night, and wondering what all the fun, exciting people were doing πŸ™‚

Honestly, I don’t mind being home on a Saturday night! But right now, I refer to myself as the “Harvest widow” (will be more careful with my words, and from now on, say “Harvest wife”), and I am so ready to have a day of rest tomorrow!!

Harvest is in full swing, and with the hubby being gone with the custom crew every day, sometimes half the night, my hands are full πŸ™‚

I decided to share a few photos of harvest 2017!!This was a day I ran lunch to my man, and took a quick ride with him πŸ™‚ This church was right beside a field the crew was in, one night when I ran supper to him . I loved how peaceful it looked!Stopping for a quick bite!The little stinker πŸ™‚I am always glad when this time of year is over! So much equipment, and tired men, often in a hurry.

I pray for safety for all!! This year the crop is bountiful, and we are thankful for that!! I hope you all have a good ending to your weekend!! πŸ™‚

Summertime…

You have gone way too fast! Some quick photos of sweet summertime ..This boy is a joy and delight to us!! Even if he sleeps like a… well, not even sure what description to use πŸ™‚ Good thing he is so cute, lol! In all honesty though, I am blessed at how good one can feel on little sleep!! Supplementation can make a HUGE difference, and I see it so much during this sleep regression and busy summer!!

This picture just gives me all the feels πŸ™‚ She sticks out her hip, and plunks him on it, and is his little mother πŸ™‚A corn day..And having cousins here to helpΒ makes it so much more fun πŸ™‚

Sunsets are my fave!!Backyard fun…And I could have added so many more photos, but I will stop here πŸ™‚

My chunk and pretty light! Yes please πŸ™‚

Have an amazing week!

Fair week

I may have taken a bunch of photos this year πŸ™‚ It was our boys’ 1st year doing 4H, and so new experiences for all!

Devan showed Ruby, a December calf. Tristan showed Peppy, a March calf.

We started the week with them taking the calves up, and I brought lunch for the 4H crew. It was also this guy’s 12th birthday, (WHAT!??), so we had cake too πŸ™‚ More photos from the 1st day..

On a side note, my baby got his 1st haircut πŸ™‚Β  I had no idea how much they work at cleaning the animals! Even wiping out their ears πŸ™‚ I think Tristan cleaned his calf’s ears better than his own πŸ˜‰ Hanging out in the barn.. Showtime! Tristan was in his glory!! πŸ™‚And these 2! Two of a kind πŸ™‚ They di this ^ on their own, lol!

Devan and his girl… And then some phone shots to wrap it up..

They left the little kids take a turn in the show ring too πŸ™‚

My little butterfly ❀Daddy gives the best rides!

It was a good week, and a niceΒ little break from the normal routine! Β Hope you are blessed with a good week!!

For the love of sunsets

If you followed me awhile now, you know I love a good sunset to capture some silhouette shots πŸ™‚

Sharing a few with you today!

First, a winter sunset …Jenna and her baby brother…Tristan with an injured pigeon he found πŸ™‚

Jenna and the doggies..A favorite of mine! I won a contest with this one πŸ™‚Devan is still on crutches. He will be so happy to see them go, as will I! πŸ˜‰The little bike that cause those crutches to happen πŸ™‚ Another fave of mine!And last of all, be JOYFUL! Happy Monday!!Next post…some info on my fave productsΒ and a giveaway!! πŸ™‚

Baby On Our Mind

My stomach looks like a small Mt. Everest, and it goes up and down, like an ocean wave. I readjust my position on the recliner, trying to breathe better. Kicks and tumbles, and all sorts ofΒ flips are going on in my womb πŸ™‚ Seriously, we may possibly have a future gymnast in there πŸ™‚

Last week I had my ultrasound and was so happy! Our prayer was that my placenta would move, soΒ I wouldn’t have to have a C-section, and it did! Baby was looking good, and a healthy weight.

We still have not hardly discussed names. I have no idea why. In fact, we never were like this with the others. Last night sent me into a bit of a panic, because I was having pretty strong contractions, and wasn’t feeling well, and I’m thinking “Oh no, the baby will come, we have no name for him or her,the car seat isn’t washed, etc. etc.

I did not have a good night, and this morning after a call to my midwife, I was put on bedrest. So, I’m currently pretty stuck to the recliner, and we will go in for a checkup tomorrow, and then go from there. Baby is not relaxing. Hardly stops moving. Does that mean sleepless nights coming up?? πŸ™‚

At any rate, we are super anxious to meet our sweet baby, and see this busy little person! I’m definitely being taught a lesson in patience πŸ™‚

Until then, we will do our best to stay healthy πŸ™‚

And here are a few pictures to close this post…

Can you spot the babies?IMG_5782 IMG_578520160310_160447Farmer boy…IMG_5637IMG_5789Be blessed!

A Farmer’s Life…

.. with some opinions from the farmer’s wife πŸ™‚

I think some folks are of the opinion that farm life is aΒ magicalΒ way of living. They can come spend a week here and see πŸ˜‰ While I love that we are blessed to live on a farm, there are days right now when I wonder why we do what we do. Perhaps my pregnant self is voicing it’s opinion. It happens way too often πŸ™‚ But when your walk is more like a waddle, and the contractions and tightness are present more than not, and you can’t see your feet,Β you may get a bit irritable at times. Just saying πŸ™‚

These past weeks have been rain and more rain, with farmers trying to get crops in between showers. It’s been busy. And when I say busy, I mean you may or may not sleep every night. I’m talking about the guys here. I have slept every night, some are just shorter than others πŸ™‚ But when the husbands are busy, the wives and children must fill in more. There have been days that my body feels so weary, I can almost cry with relief when the children are all tucked in bed for the night. But it’s what you do, because it needs doing.

I think God was speaking to me in my devotions today when I read this verse. Yes God, I heard you πŸ™‚2016-05-20 18.52.10I was a tad ungrateful for the busyness lately πŸ™‚ And it hurts a bit to work so hard, with milk prices so low. But God provides, and though I forget sometimes, and complain, I am grateful for His love. He shows up in little ways, ways that we don’t even realize right away. Then you look back, and think, wow! He does care so much!

20160516_163503 20160516_163448These 2 have been doing so well at pitching in and helping at milking time. Sure, they grumble sometimes, and complain about their aching backs, but I have been blessed with their desire to help. They know I’m not supposed to carry milkers right now, and if I grab one, I usually hear, “Mom, you know what the midwife said” πŸ˜‰ It makes me feel good that they care!

We absolutely enjoyed the sunshine these last 2 days, but I’m glad for the rain tomorrow, because that should mean a nap for the farmers πŸ™‚ And maybe the farmers wife πŸ™‚

Our supper tonight was easy and tasty, because yes, the farmer needed to eat and head for the fields. Again πŸ™‚2016-05-20 19.59.02Lord, may we remember to be thankful for every day, even the tough ones!

Hope you all have a good weekend!

Memories

It’s another dreary day. After days of this rainy, cloudy weather, my mood can head towards melancholy. Pregnancy hormones have my emotions all over the place. Today, after reading a Caring Bridge post about a young mother whose cancer seems to be winning it’s battle in her, I couldn’t help but cry.Β And wonder why? Why is it her, and her family that must go through this? Why a young mother? It doesn’t seem fair that I’m debating what to make for supper, while someone else is going through so much pain.

Right now I know of at least 3 people with cancer in advanced stages. And I wonder, what if it was me? What if it was someone in my family?

Life can be put into perspective so quickly when we think of how quickly life can change.

It made my mind wander as to howΒ  I willΒ be remembered when I’m gone? Will others say I took time for them? Did I lend a listening ear? Did I have a servant heart? Could they see Jesus in me?

But it’s my family who I think of most. My husband and children. Will they say I was good to them? Or will they remember me as grouchy, complaining, and discontent?

I am one whose patience level needs a lot of work. Being pregnant lowers my tolerance level, unfortunately 😦 I’ve lost count of the times I’ve lost my temper lately. Bedtime is especially trying. Everyone is tired, but the children seem to get a second wind, and it always feels like a 3 ring circus. Last night I lost my patience with one of them, and spoke very impatiently and unkindly, and caused the tears to come. As I look back at that moment, I think why couldn’t I have been more loving? I do not want my children to remember me losing my cool, and lashing out at them with my words. Each and every moment with them is a memory in the making. Am I making those memories good?

It’s funny the things you remember from childhood. Snippets here and there. A smell, a tone of voice, the way someone spoke to you. I pray that when my children get older, and look back, thatΒ the good memories are more than any bad ones they may have.

I’ll close with some pictures. Little tidbits of everyday life that we are blessed to have.

Our dog can sit so hilarious :)

Our dog can sit so hilarious πŸ™‚

Our gentle pony..

Our gentle pony..

IMG_5816 IMG_5832IMG_5829Sisters ❀

I love seeing baby ducks around again!

I love seeing baby ducks around again!

IMG_5809Isaiah 40:8 “The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.” NIV

Keep the faith, friends! And make good memories along the way.