Appreciation
I think one of the greatest benefits I’ve discovered from being “out of action” has been Farmboys increasing appreciation for what I do as a stay at home mum. It’s not that he wasn’t appreciative before. It’s just that now he REALLY UNDERSTANDS what I do all day.
For instance, he used to get up and go to work by around 6am. Naturally I would get the kids organised and off to school for the day. At the moment that’s his job. And he can’t believe how much LESS he gets done at work these days. Not just because he leaves for work 2 hours later. But because he is so TIRED after the effort of getting the kids ready in the morning. His comment to me went something like “I’m amazed you have the energy to get ANYTHING done in a day after getting the kids ready for school”.
I smile and nod and refrain from pointing out that most of the time I’ve been doing it I’ve also had to breastfeed a baby during that time.
Today we started shearing. Shearing has tended to be an ongoing saga in this family. At least until Farmboy took over running some of the sheds. He seems to have more success with getting shearers when he wants them than his dad ever has (it’s a long story).
Usually I cook for the shearers. It’s kind of expected around here. A long-term tradition. You don’t *have* to cook for the shearers. You can pay them a fee to bring their own lunch. BUT, shearer’s tend to get grumpy if they have to bring their own lunch so if you want to keep the shearers happy, you feed them. And you feed them well.
For the past couple of years, Farmboy has had to organise his own shearing food for the shearers. I just haven’t been up to the planning, shopping, preparation and execution of this task since my breakdown.
In fact, one of my biggest fears with marrying a farmer was the very thought of having to cook for shearing. At 19 years of age I had NO IDEA if that was something I would be able to manage. I really had NO IDEA if I could even COOK!!!!
(Inspired by Pioneer Woman’s Black Heels to Tractor Wheels story, I have been contemplating writing a series of my own about how Farmboy and I met and ended up together. My writing style isn’t quite as eloquent as hers though).
Anyway, away from shearing and back to the topic at hand - appreciation. Farmboy came in this morning and said to me “remind me to put you on the shearing payroll when you get back on your feet. This shearing cooking is a full-time job”. LOL. You think?
Usually I bake leading up to shearing. He’s bought all ready made stuff. Often for lunch they’ll get something homecooked. Farmboy bought chickens and a ready-made lasagne. Often I’ve had to travel to take the food to the shearers. He’s cooking for the shed right here. Yeah, cooking and preparing food for shearing is pretty much a full-time job for the duration.
Anyway, the point of this post wasn’t to complain. I have to admit cooking for shearing isn’t my favourite job as a farmers wife but thankfully I have discovered I do have the ability to do it (normally) and it’s not that bad. Of course, it’s still nice to be appreciated.
I wonder if he really WILL add me to the payroll……..????? Unlikely. It’s the thought that counts. Right? RIGHT? 
