Sometimes worlds collide. The life of a farmer is constant. Things are always on your mind, the crops are always at the back of your brain. So when you become a mom, the room for thoughts, the room for crops…I guess I could say it gets a bit smaller. (This is just my nice way of saying that between pregnancy and becoming a mom, my brain is mostly mush! haha!)
So the other day I was having a mom day with Hoot. We had planned to take a trip to the farm for a visit but not for farming. So I put on my not so farm appropriate shoes, because they looked cute with my outfit and we headed out the door.
Little did I know that on my way there I would get a phone call to be asked to go walk a field to look at the grassy weeds we have growing. Luckily I have a little farm girl in me and in the back seat were my muck boots, ready for mud.
Hoot and I got the job done, put our nice canvas shoes back on, returned the mom hat so to speak and kept on our way to the farm. It made me stop and think about how life isn’t always so simple black and white. You always get grey areas and with farming and being a mom it’s no different. My life blurs constantly, like when I have to ask if I can bring Hoot to a meeting because it was scheduled on one of my mom days. It’s the art of multitasking and I can see why mom’s through history have always been so good at it!!
NuttyGrass 