Since I took over driving the seeding rig a few years ago I have spent every Mothers Day sitting on the tractor for the day sowing our canola crop. This year was no different with me on the tractor for the daylight hours and then Farmer Phil taking over at night. You can imagine what my Mothers Days have been like over the past few years!! I'm not complaining too much but this years' Mothers Day really topped me off!!
None of my three children (or my husband!) even wished me a Happy Mothers Day, let alone gave me a small token of their appreciation for me!! I sat all day on that bloody tractor imagining what all the other mothers in the world were doing - a nice sleep in to start with, then the kids making breakfast in bed, homemade gifts given that were made with love, maybe a picnic in the park with the family, and someone to cook dinner and clean up when they get home!! Ha - not in this household!!!
So, I'm giving myself a photo of a nice bunch of flowers that I deserve!! Hope you all had a much nicer day than me!
PS - Sorry about this post - I don't normally write anything too personal here but I really needed to let off some steam!
Mmmm -know the feeling. Seeding plus Mothers' Day equals neglected Mums.
My husband worked for 13 hours and then, to give him credit, took me and the kids out to dinner at the local pub. Unfortunately I ate something that didn't agree with me and vomited half the night...!
Oh well - there is always next year.
Oh Donna, I think farm wives are taken for granted all over the world! Ours was a work day too, but thankfully my kids are still small enough to appreciate me.
Good to hear from you. Hope the planting's going well.
Thank you for your lovely comments - I know I'm not the only farmers wife who has a crappy Mothers Day each year!
It's not that I was working on the day - I know that we'll reap the benefits when harvest rolls around in Nov/Dec - it was the fact that no one even thought of me on the day!
And yes, lets look forward to next year!
Speechless, I am speechless! and THAT never happens! I'm thinking I should send Farmer Phil a shovel so he can dig himself outa the heap of s*%t he is in.
I never recieve a 'gift' from my son, so I insist he write me 5 sentences every year about how he feels about me. They are classical an include things like, 'I love you because you take me to footy training'. lol
I reckon Farmer Phil may need a D8 to dig himself out!
Donna you do such an amazing job on the farm in the house and also with your children. I hope they have since realised that they "forgot" Mother's Day.
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