Farmer PMS

Most of the time, I love my husband. But, once in awhile, I just wanna kick him!

A farmer’s cycle is seasonal, as opposed to monthly.  It’s that time of the year again…..yeah, fellow farmwives you know what I’m talking about. The time of the year when an innocent conversation can turn into a snark fest. When he acts like he’s the only one who has a million things going on, and absolutely nothing is more important than the farm. When hot prepared meals go untouched and cold. When you go to bed at night and wake up in the morning not really sure if he even made it to bed.

I’m really trying not to complain here, but it’s an absolute fact that the spring and fall seasons are very trying on a farm family, even in the best of conditions. Add in some rainy, cold weather, and it’s a sure recipe for stress levels to go through the roof. Which is what we’ve had here the past two weeks. (OK, I wrote this a while back, the weather has been good here the past week, hence, the lack of posts lately.) It is high time for the planter, sprayer, and tillage equipment to be rolling, and it’s not.

Then, when the weather does give us a break, it’s complete chaos around here with everyone running thirty different directions. Sleep is low on the priority list, which leads to cloudy minds and miscommunications. Which then leads to short tempers and “discussions.”

Every single one of us on the farm is guilty of losing our tempers once in awhile. We get so wrapped up in getting things done that we lose sight of the fact that all of us are committed to the success of the farm. We get selfish, and start throwing accusations at each other. Really, it’s a waste of our precious time.

The quickest way to diffuse tension is to consider what's really important.....family.

But, we are only human. And thank goodness we are all very forgiving. No one ever stays mad for very long around here, and I’m glad to be a part of a family that is comfortable and mature enough to air their grievances, get over it, and get back to work.

Sometimes we forget to show it, but, deep down, we all respect each other around here.

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3 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by Katie @ On the Banks of Squaw Creek on May 14, 2011 at 4:10 pm

    I’m so glad we don’t have crops. But hubby cycles at least every 2 months… usually around load out time. At least it only lasts a few days for usd!

  2. Posted by Amy H. on May 16, 2011 at 12:27 am

    I can totally relate to you! Right now, my dairy farming husband has NO crops planted due to rain that seems to hit Western Ohio just as conditions get right. Top that off with alfalfa ready to be cut and baled/made into haylage with wet conditions that could kill the crop, and I have one unhappy husband! Like you, we roll with the punches and continue to milk the cows, knowing we’ll eventually get in the fields and everything will work out–it always does. Hope the stretch of dry weather makes it to Ohio!

    • Amy, I will definitely do all I can to send some of this weather your direction. Can’t imagine the frustration! But, like you said, the crop will get in the ground, it always does. Crossing my fingers!

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