The World and Everything in It had a segment on the mental health struggles of farmers recently. I really think they should have also focused on the mental health of the mothers with young children at home during the busy seasons and how about the mental health of the children putting up with that mother.Do they look like children whose dad has been working easily 70+ hours a week for the last eight weeks? Here’s a closer view. This irrigated field and the one pictured below were planted one day apart eight weeks ago. The fact that these fields and the non-irrigated fields have actually had rain on them this month has helped our mental health. That didn’t happen at all last year in June!
We were by the above field visiting a friend, so I asked Brad if he wanted me to take pictures of anything in the field for him. He said just the kids, so we did. That might be the extent of his Father’s Day gift. By the way, if you’re still looking for gift ideas for the father in your life, Emdesign put together some great gift ideas for farmers. They could work even if your dad isn’t a farmer.
Press on my fellow farmer’s wives. You are not alone.
Psalm 34:10 Those who seek the Lord shall not be in want of any good thing.
One field left to finish planting with rain in the forecast for today. Brad is going on one minute of sleep in the last 29 hours. Seriously. I sent Elliana along to keep him awake. Let’s all pray they stay safe.
It actually feels like we should be close to week 4, but the calendar says we’re just finishing up the second week of planting. Brad’s been primarily spraying this week and has someone else running his planter.
At one point I calculated that we were 16% done with what we need to get planted. Brad then calculated that we were 25% done with planting days. I’m guessing he is now pondering if he should get a bigger planter for next year. The tractor/planter hitch breaking is probably also adding to his consideration. This not really how I picture a hitch, but that’s what it is and the crack is not good.That was discovered the same day Brad unknowingly ran his sprayer tire over this post in someone else’s field. It left an irreparable hole in the side wall. I still don’t understand why a farmer would leave a post like that in his field without making it obvious that it is there. Maybe they have Michelin stock.
So that was a great day to have completed. The day before a tire fell off this fertilizer trailer. Thankfully, it belongs to the co-op so they fixed it after Brad got as much fertilizer pumped out of it as he could. All the children have had some quality time in the tractor with Brad except William. He just gets to look at the tractor while we wait for it to come down the field so we can pick up and/or drop off a sibling.
Brad says hi and grabs food if he’s lucky (In addition to the quality pb&j, I’ve managed pizza boats, a bbq pork sandwich and gas station chips and pop. God is gracious.) and off he goes again.
A new year. Another fresh start. Farming feels kind of like being a school teacher. You get a little break and then get to start over. You have some new strategies you try, all while relying all the things you’ve learned from previous years. You have new hope and anticipation for what the year may bring. We’re praying it brings consistent rain.
I have some new strategies on the home front too. I hope Brad thinks peanut butter and jelly sandwiches are a good meal because that might be the most elaborate meal I take him. Also, if my children are not sure if they want to go ride in the tractor or not, I’m going to help sway their opinion by giving them special drinks and snacks just for the tractor. Liza already loves taking a lunch bag with food and feels a necessity is a cheese stick for her and Daddy.
One day and one field are already in the books!