You share funny stories with your girlfriends about so many things. I remember so many conversations about babies and what we would name our kids when we grew up. You'll never believe this but at one point when I was young if I had a girl I was going to name her Bambi and if I had a boy I was going to name him Benji. Apparently we watched a lot of Disney movies or something at the Degnitz household? All I can say is thank goodness I grew up and got those names out of my head.
There is also a time while growing up where you set goals and aspirations about your life to come and I remember having conversations with my Mom and Dad about three rules for my upcoming life that I would never ever do. I was dead serious!!! These were rules I had no intention of breaking.
Rule #1 - I would never put a big age gap between my children like my parents did with me. My brother is 10 years older than me and my sister 8 years. And I can't tell you how many times I had begged them for a younger brother or sister. I kind of felt like an only child growing up as they had both moved out of the house and started families shortly after high school. My brother and sister will say I should've thought I was lucky because being the baby in the family meant I was spoiled. I never saw it that way of course. Well, for those of you who know me now, I totally broke that rule!!! Samantha is 13, Zach is 9 and then we have dear little Lukas who is 2. Oops!
Rule #2 - If I was fortunate enough when starting a family to have one child of each sex after having two children I was calling it quits. At that time I saw no reason why I would want another child if I already had a son and a daughter. Are you seeing a trend here? Yep! I had a daughter and then a son and obviously kept going. I will admit though after Zach was born and my parents visited me in the hospital to see him my Dad asked if I was going to have anymore and I instantly responded with "Nope! I'm done!" Labor was still real fresh in my mind yet :)
Rule #3 - This will be the funniest of all! I swore up and down, diagonal and sideways that I would NEVER EVER marry a dairy farmer. My reasoning at the time was that farmers worked too much and weren't going to be around very much. For some people they may have seen that as I good thing, I however wanted something different out of a marriage, or at least I thought I did. So, as you all know, I broke that rule as well. Mom and Dad always said I wasn't the best listener :)
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| Jeff feeding the cows |
I guess as I've grown up I've learned that life doesn't always go as planned and that the path God leads you down in your life is made for a reason. Without me breaking these three rules I had my life would be so completely different and I am so happy with the life I have.
I would say of all three the farming one has been the most surprising to me. Who would've thought years ago that I would be helping Jeff throughout the week with feeding the calves, scraping up cow poop, walking through cow poop and whatever else he throws at me? What's even more strange is that I actually seem to enjoy it.
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| One of the many calves at the farm |
I think what I enjoy the most is the time spent with each other, having the kids with us and the outdoors. It's nice to help each other, teach the kids what hard work is about, and just spend quality time together instead of sitting on a couch at home zoned out watching some stupid TV show. And well, my husband looks pretty damn sexy when he works!
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| Zachary carrying some empty pails into the barn - these were used to feed the calves some milk |
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| Lukas carrying an empty pail through the barn and smiling for the camera of course |
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| Daddy given Lukas a ride on the tractor |
I look forward to many more days on the farm. My husband may work a lot of long hours and may miss out on some things for the kids but I have so much respect for what he does and how hard he works and the dedication it takes to do what he does.
I've also found there are many benefits to being married to a farmer as well. A full freezer of meat at all times, our kids can go to work with their Dad on any given day, if I need to find Jeff I pretty much know where he is and the best yet, I know he is never hitting dubble bubble with the guys after work. So much to be thankful for!!!
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