Wow you guys are amazing! The comments on the Farmwife post continue to blow me away. My daughter has been approving them while I am preparing to bring my precious cowies close up for winter, snow is getting close. Post on that later…
Anyway, love, love, love all the comments and monikers. I think for me, when I think about the jumble of my lived life and the titles that go with that, Three Collie had it right, me and my hubby both are pretty equal in what we bring to the farm, sure, we have different jobs and on most we are pretty interchangeable, but we allow each other our strengths and weaknesses. As much as I kick about cooking, I know I would rather cook meals than bale hay, or clean out the feeding shed. Same with him, he would much rather replace a broken driveline than balance a checkbook or watch the pressure canner.
I think about all this in the order of my life as it has been lived, farmer, wife, mother, or chief cook and bottle washer as my Mom used to say. I’m lots of other things too, quilter, sewer, sower, embroiderer, knitter, fiesta collector, sometimes not reluctant cook, canning jar hoarder, grass maven, butter churner, Guernsey cheerleader, goofball, they all fit at one time or another.
I think people get ideas about professions because they are taught to do so. The guilt trip is a long one. For the most part I think we need to shake off the naysayers and keep plugging away. Seek friendship in relationships with like-minded folks and leave the rest at the fringe where they belong.
Thank you all😀