Hay widow-hood. It's long days, quick meals, and going crazy
with my two little boys sometimes. With
the super wet summer we had this year, June was a total wash out. As a farmer
this is really not good. We need to get our hay made in good time so that it
has time to re grow and either be cut again or grazed by the animals. The other problem with it not getting made
when it is ready is that it starts to die standing in the field. The
nutritional quality of it is diminished to almost nothing. This
causes them to have problems breeding and growing. So you can see if the hay isn’t made in good
time it causes major ripples for us. We need over 200 bales and so far we have
about 80 some done.
I know this needs done.
I married Pete knowing this would be apart of our life. It doesn't make
me like it anymore. It makes for such long
days. Pete somedays even takes lunch
with him so he doesn't get to come home for lunch and he is on that tractor
till dark or later. Dinners are late and
the littles are crawling the walls! I love that when he is home they cling to
him like glue so I can wrap up those final details and have a moment of reprieve
knowing that they are fine with daddy.
Saturday at the farmers market was a rough day. Praise the Lord for our intern PJ. He practically had to run our table by
himself because I had a one year old who really doesn't like the idea of
hanging out in his pack n play. Micah
loved visiting our neighbor vendor, and climbing on the coolers. Patrick wanted
to crawl around the parking lot and eat rocks.
That's not ok little one! We would place him down on the table and he
thought it was so fun to roll glass jars of jam! No!
How about squishing the fresh baked breads? No! Oh Patrick!
He is my little trouble maker but I love him dearly. Soon I know he will be able to sit still and
play with his toys like Micah, but for right now, nope. The over riding part I have not mentioned
that all moms will empathize with is that they are tired! My boys are both sleepers. They don't usually
get up until 8am each day. When they
don't get enough to sleep it makes for a really bad whiney day! Clingy whiney
and just miserable! Plus needing to go
potty every 20 minutes! Yeah, I can't
tell you much about the business yesterday, but I can tell you about my
littles! I do treasure these days
because I know they won't last long. It
just is hard to treasure when they are climbing on you and whining intensely
The hardest part though comes on Sundays in hay season.
Those tend to be the only day the weather cooperates with Pete this year. Pete has to skip church so he can get it
made. He has church with just him and
God on the tractor. And those are the
days when I can't get through a song during worship without having to tell
Patrick to not lean over my arm to get away, tell Micah to stand when we stand,
to tell Patrick he may not pull my earrings and he may not pull on my clothing. Prayers when Micah is telling me to close my
eyes but I can't because if I do who knows what Patrick will do! Keeping Micah to stand when we stand and sit
on the bench when we sit. Sundays are tough.
I so want to focus on the beautiful songs the worship team has picked
and just rest in God’s presence but it is a rough start.
I thank the Lord that we have worked with Micah and he knows
what is expected of him. He sits quietly during service and reads his books. He
sings when we sing and other than getting fidgety sometimes and being a typical
3 year old, he is a great little one. Patrick is still too young to know what
we do at church. We are working on it.
Until next time…
Tara
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