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Farm Update: It’s Getting Real

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This is the year that our next chapter in life begins. This is the year that my husband and I build our house on our new farm, move our family, and learn about living in harmony with the land.

Or so we hope.

As a mediocre gardener, I have a lot to learn about “real” agriculture. So this time last week I was at my very first farming conference- the 25th annual NOFA-NJ winter conference (Northeast Organic Farming Association in New Jersey).

In two days of workshops, I learned terms like rhizosphere, native pollinator habitat, and brassicas (which refer to the soil, wildflowers, and the family of vegetables that includes broccoli and cauliflower).

I showed an interest in bugs like I never thought I would. I studied charts of “beneficials” vs. nuisances. I didn’t even flinch when they passed around one of those showcase boxes with the bugs on the end of pins so you can see what they look like.

My husband wants to be a beekeeper. Seriously. So I went to a workshop on beekeeping and learned all …

Tired

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It’s quiet as I write this. The little one is still asleep, while the big ones are off to work and school. Outside, the faintest flurry of snow is drifting to the earth.

This is a moment I should cherish. It is why I have chosen to sit still and write, if only for a few minutes.

The truth is, though, I am too tired to appreciate it. This feeling is all too familiar, unfortunately. I am often tired. In the nearly four years since I had my son, I can’t think of a time when I wasn’t at least a little bit tired. Motherhood is exhausting.

Even in the good times, when things roll along pleasantly, the “always on”-ness of motherhood makes for very little true rest.

Lately we have been in a power struggle, my son and I. This dance has worn me out even more. I haven’t yet figured out the right approach, but I am trying. I am practicing patience and love soft-spoken. Some days I am better at it than others.

I know things will get better. I know in an hour or two I will feel a little more lively just…

Word of the Year (a review of 2014 and pondering of 2015)

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A fresh new year is upon us. If you’re like me, you spent the last few weeks pondering, journaling, dreamboarding, trying on new words, themes, and ideas. The end of the year for me is about reflecting, taking personal inventory, and realigning myself.

2014 brought some significant changes (some of which will still be in play during 2015, but we’ll get to that in a minute). My word of the year was Badass. (Here’s why.) I set out to do things that scare me, to speak my truth, and maybe do a few pull-ups.

Here are some of the highlights:

My husband and I bought a farm. A big one. We are building a whole new lifestyle.
I did a pull-up! It took a while, but I got there. Next goal: three in a row.
I got my new tattoo and it is totally me. I am so in love with it.
I was myself in front of my dad. I even showed him my new tattoo.
I took on potty-training. And failed. Miserably. Badassery is no match for a strong-minded toddler.
I wrote 19 articles for 2 online magazines and was featured in Sonia Mar…