The Farmer's Only Daughter

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Finding The Joy...

Wow, what a response guys! i’m so happy that my honest account of what a mind fuck parenting has been resonates with so many of you! lol If it’s self depreciating mom humour you’re looking for, I have a shit ton where that came from! Seriously though, I’m thrilled to be back on the ole interwebs having some chit chat with my virtual friends…god knows it’s a hell of a lot easier to arrange a virtual hangout than it is to find a goddam baby sitter or have a conversation when kids are around! The only adult friends I interact with most of the time are ones I get paid to interact with at work and thank god for them! They make the work day something I look forward to! Isn’t it funny how Monday morning used to be so painful but now it’s kind of a vacation from your real boss? A pretty lame vacation, but at least you get to sit for long periods of time, go on Pinterest and have an entire hour to shop or eat or do whatever you want! Pinch me would you!? People always say parenting is the hardest job in the world and the most rewarding which is certainly true but they usually leave out the fact that the job never ends. EVER. Not while you sleep, not while you pee, not even while you insert a tampon. TMI? Sorry, I lost my filter the day I laboured naked in a hospital shower with an audience. So ya, where was I? Oh yes, the joy that is going to work. lol Who would have thought.

Don’t get me wrong, there are many times that I hate leaving my kid to go sit at the office all day. Days when she’s being super fun or days when she’s not feeling well but not sick enough to really warrant taking ANOTHER sick day, or just days when my mom guilt is going full tilt and I start to question whether being a working mother is what’s best... For the most part though, I love throwing on a hot pencil skirt, some heeled booties and hitting the city streets. I even like the commute! I was always a working-for-the-weekend kind of gal dragging myself out of bed dreading the day ahead but now I view life in a very different way. I don’t know if my standards of joy have been severely lowered since having a child or if having a child has given me the ability to see things through new eyes. Maybe I’m just closer to death so I’m starting to value all the moments more and it has nothing to do with kids? Do you guys feel this? Is this my medication talking? Joking…;) Whatever it is, I’m digging it. Aside from sicknesses (of which there have been many), and frequent night wakings which can sometimes send me into a blind rage, I’m pretty grateful for every minute of every day.

The best minutes by far though, are the ones at the end of the day when I arrive at daycare and see that little face light up. There really isn’t anything better! That little hug, that big snotty kiss, it’s what life’s all about I think. So despite all the shit that comes along with raising one of these little dictators I wouldn’t have it any other way. Would I do it again? Well, that’s another story, perhaps another blog post cos who has time for that??! Seriously.

Lots of love you beautiful people,
D Pin It

Monday, April 11, 2016

Are You Still There?

Jesus Christ it’s been a while. Some of my readers aren’t even alive anymore! I’ve wanted to write so many times but motherhood, as magical as it is has this way of sucking every last bit of energy you have, rendering you a lifeless illiterate…ammi right? ; ) My thoughts are so scattered most of the time that I can’t seem to put them into words let alone punctuate them correctly! I feel like I’m in the midst of a re-birth. I’m not even sure I can identify as The Farmer’s Only Daughter anymore….I can still be described with those words because they’re accurate, but so much has changed I feel like this blog and that title are a relic from a past life where I slept in, ate warm meals, had time for sophisticated crafts, filled my house with clutter I purchased from Value Village, and thought about myself constantly! I’m just not that person anymore. I'm still trying to figure out who this new person is…the 30 something year old woman with the full time job, a child I OBSESS over, a husband, a house (excuse me while I hyperventilate!) but as a dear friend so eloquently put it earlier today, I am on a journey, and I have so much to share. So I think the blog is back on. I need to talk this shit out! Better now with you than in my head at 4am, right? :)

So since we last spoke my journey has been filled with a lot of mental instability, a huge amount of success with my green beauty endeavours (more on that later), hormonal ups and downs, debilitating love, sleepless nights, a lifetime worth of breastfeeding that I’m still trying to kick (fuuuuuck) but it’s been totally amazing, between breakdowns, and as I come out these moments of cray cray I feel a deep sense of clarity that I’ve never felt before. I think it might be a sense of confidence that I’m getting something right? I’m happy as shit! I’m really hoping this isn’t a surge of estrogen that is going to drop off in a couple of days leaving me feeling sad and ugly...

But anyway, the blog is back and I would love nothing more than to hear from you. Say hi would ya!

Love
Desiree Pin It

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Eloise Does Thanksgiving

Holy hell it's fall. My maternity leave is slipping away guys and I'm starting to feel really anxious about it. I'm not dreading a little adult interaction but the idea of leaving Eloise in daycare is weighing heavy on my mind to say the least. Why can't a full time job be more like 5 hours a day instead of 8? I mean, REALLY. I would be just as productive, if not more so, and I sure as hell would be nicer to people. Sigh. Capitalism. Why? We don't value personal time nearly as much as we should.

Anyway, I'm trying not to dwell...I've still got almost 3 months to go and Eloise and I are taking full advantage. We just got back from an extended stay down on the farm for a wedding and then for Thanksgiving. Long stays are definitely the way to go. I basically moved home for a couple weeks and got a real taste/reminder of what country living is all about. As much as I love it down there I was happy to get back to the hustle and bustle of the city which always makes saying goodbye easier. Weekend visits are just too short. I think my parents and brothers got their fill of living with a 10 month old too. I know for certain no one missed her shrieking this morning... : )

I tried to give Eloise the full fall experience while we were down. I even raked up the small amount of leaves that had fallen so that she could have the obligatory leaf pile picture that every kid seems to have. My Dad gave us a hayride, we hit up the pumpkin patch, picked up some Apple Cider from Williams Orchard,had a fire, fed the birds....the whole bit....it was pretty perfect.

Here are some pictures from our trip...