Farm Life

A Day in the Life: What I’m decent at and how I fail daily.

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If you think about it, we’re asked quite frequently, “What do you do?”. I assume this to be regarding employment, and when I worked in media and events, it was easy to answer. Or even thinking back to college at Drake University, I could say I “…studied Public Relations and played softball”. Once I became a Mom and decided to resign from my office job… the title “Stay at Home Mom” never seemed to fit exactly what in the hell I was doing everyday. On the farm, every dang day is different, so it is really hard to be as specific as people want you to be.
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I’ve never been uncomfortable talking about what I do, or feeling less than because I did this-or-that. People are genuinely curious, and like to make small talk, which I think is fun. So, while I typically quickly and casually answer this LOADED question… here’s a bit bigger dive (trust me there’s much more, but we don’t have all day do we?) into what I do on the daily throughout the year. Good, bad, embarrassing and ugly.

Here we go:

I make breakfast for my kids in hopes that they leave some leftovers for me.
I have also been known to indulge in a slice of pie for breakfast, leaving me sicker than a dog by the end of Crossfit. This move really impresses my coaches. I have yet to puke, but at this rate… it will happen.
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If I get to go out and do something that requires a hair-do, I’m using hairspray. Plenty of it.
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When I am helping my Dad I literally have to shut my phone off so I don’t screw anything up.
I chant to myself regularly: “don’t mess up, don’t mess up, don’t mess up…”.
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Humans aren’t the only ones that need me. I take care of pigs every day. I feed them, water them, clean up their poop, watch them to make sure they are feeling well. It is actually much like having kids.
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I bake pies for my Dad to share with the nice people we farm with.
It never fails, he always calls me to do this (pies = 3 hours cinnamon rolls = 4 hours) when I am so freaking busy. I seriously don’t think he knows how long it takes. But I always say yes.
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For some reason, people believe in me enough to let me speak in front of a crowd and sign cookbooks that actually  have my recipes in them.
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Even though I swear like a sailor when we are unloading straw and on other certain occasions.
Yes, it is a flaw, a terrible one.
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While we are on the topic of my shortcomings: I suck at interpreting hand signals when we are in the field. My Dad is notorious for using these, and it frustrates me to no end. I am a terrible mind reader. I’d rather pick up my phone and call him. He obliges, and answers to let me know the secret message of his homemade hand signals (but I can HEAR his eyes roll over the phone sometimes.)
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He also loathes me taking his picture. I frequently have to LIE about what I’m doing to get the sneaky-not-set-up ones. I usually say I’m having phone troubles or sending an email.
HOWEVER, this year this set-up picture landed a spot in a photo contest and won the grand prize.
He tolerates pictures now because I make him a giant photo book for Christmas each year, he enjoys it quite a bit.
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I love coaching softball and still have a solid book of pitching lesson clients. I have a mound at my house where I instruct girls from age 8-22.
My favorite client: my daughter.
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I dress up, put on makeup and go sit in tractors for photo shoots. No, this isn’t a daily occurrence of course, but it always feels silly to sit in a tractor and not accomplish anything.
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I also give my friends tours of our farm and let their kids drive the tractors too.
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And during various times of the year I actually drive that tractor, working alongside my Dad… with both kids inside. We listen to the radio REALLY LOUD (when we are sitting and waiting or have to drive a ways out into the field to catch a load of grain)… I always MUTE it if he calls me on the phone. I don’t want him to think I’m anything but laser focused. Don’t rat me out, ok?
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Illusion of the pig show pictures: Just-jumped-in-the-car hair is fresh, makeup is decent. “Let’s take a picture before Mommy loses it.”
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Reality: “Why in the hell am I wearing my hair down, I have sweat in places that I shouldn’t. This is bad.”
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The Glory of Being a Competition Food Judge: The pre-event photo opp, everyone patting one another on the back for skipping a meal to judge. So fun, so cute and my Spanx aren’t even tight… YET.
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Iowa State Fair Pie Competition Judging Fail: Skipping breakfast then eating 4 whole slices of pie in the first class (Coconut Cream, HELLO its my fave) and being physically ill by the end of the competition. Hopefully this year, I will learn from this mistake. I still thank sweet baby Jesus that I didn’t have to judge the Mincemeat class.
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I work unreasonably hard to save fall-behind piglets. Some that really don’t have a chance for various reasons. It takes a ton of my time. (This was Tuffy, you can read about her story here.)
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I cry ugly tears if they don’t make it. Ugly tears.
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I take pictures throughout the day to document what on Earth I accomplished and hope one may turn out well enough to post on social media or on my blog.
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Most of them turn out like this:
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But then, a few turn out like this: (*it should be noted that my bro-in-law HATES it when I follow him around snapping pics, but he tolerates it.)
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Truth: I have so many damn pictures of pigs on my phone it nearly pisses me off.
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Reality: But that’s likely because I spend more time with pigs than I do some of my family.
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You’ll find me working through recipes, daily. Little hands can make more work… but it is fun.
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And finally:
I get crapped on. Literally. (I have a Christmas light necklace on, yes I do.)
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Moral of the story, I don’t have a glamorous life for sure… but just like any other Mom, I wouldn’t trade any of this craziness for the world.
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6 Comments

  • Reply juliabarrett May 13, 2016 at 11:10 pm

    What a great post. You’ve outdone yourself. I love this post. Sending it to my daughters – one is married to a cattle rancher, the other plays softball! A million miles on my car – travel ball.

  • Reply ceil slings May 13, 2016 at 11:28 pm

    I love this story.

  • Reply Lisa B May 14, 2016 at 12:04 am

    This is my favorite post ever. Only you can pull off looking so damn beautiful when working worh pigs.

  • Reply Beth Ann May 14, 2016 at 11:55 am

    You are so beautiful –inside and out. And I suspect hauling straw bales would make me swear like a sailor as well. Thanks for a glimpse into your life. 🙂

  • Reply Alicia Schmitt May 14, 2016 at 12:55 pm

    Love this post Cristen! I think everyone needs to hear how similar (and different) pig farmers are to everyone else!

  • Reply Kelli @ The Sustainable Couple May 17, 2016 at 12:29 am

    Your days sound absolutely fulfilling, girl!

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