My Kids Socks Don’t Match

 

Balance. It’s a tricky word. Any mother can relate to this. If you work outside of the house or stay home to tend to little ones and the house, there’s always something to do. I think this is only amplified when you toss a farm in to the mix. Some days it feels like the job(s) never done.

Not only do I have to make sure my kids are eating decent meals, I have to make sure the calves are eating well too. Some days after making sure the cows needs are met we eat pizza or burgers because cooking for humans is beyond my energy level that day. It happens.

 

Helping to entertain her little brother in the parlor.

There are five of us who live in our house, if that’s not enough one happens to be a toddler that I’m fairly positive is a dirt magnet. In the winter laundry piles up from everyone layering to keep warm. Summer time is not much better with sweaty barn clothes. To top this whole mess off our washer and dryer sit in our kitchen. I would like to meet the genius who thought of this idea… A pile of laundry constantly sits there nagging to be done.

 

This is a pretty standard look for him most days.

After being washed and dried the laundry needs to at least be sorted to its respected owner. We each have our own baskets for clean laundry (generally piled high) with one communal basket for socks. These socks aren’t matched. Most days everyone just grabs two their size then goes on with their morning. It might not be the best method, but we get everyone dressed and out the door most days.

Days on the farm can be long. It feels like there are more minutes spent negotiating with a toddler to be patient while I finish up than reading to him. My preschooler has followed me around enough I’m pretty sure he knows how to vaccinate milk calves by himself and my kindergartner may or may not have read a bull proof before for reading homework. Magically at the end of the day I still have a mental to do list at the farm about 3 miles long.

 

Patiently waiting for mom to hurry it up!

I have decided there is no catching up. Balance is a word I may never know the definition of. I may forever be destined to be the crazy lady running in circles. I have no cutesy blog post about organization and home skills (don’t laugh at that notion those who know me!). Currently my biggest skill I’m trying to achieve is how to better wrangle a pre schooler and kindergartner to the car while carrying a thrashing toddler and trying not to spill my blessed coffee.

Life happens. The earth doesn’t stop turning because you aren’t perfect at meshing together motherhood and life. Our kids will all turn out fine and the cows will be standing at the parlor door every eight hours to be milked regardless of if you feel you have your sanity or not. And most days my kids socks won’t match. But in the big picture it will all be ok.

 

Balance might not seem possible, but happiness is.

 

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11 thoughts on “My Kids Socks Don’t Match

  1. “Life happens. The earth doesn’t stop turning because you aren’t perfect at meshing together motherhood and life. Our kids will all turn out fine and the cows will be standing at the parlor door every eight hours to be milked regardless of if you feel you have your sanity or not. And most days my kids socks won’t match. But in the big picture it will all be ok.”

    It sounds like you really have reached some sense of balance.
    And, I’m here to assure you…it WILL be okay! (and you’re really not crazy. Unless, of course, there is no coffee…then things get dicey)
    Love the photos!
    -Barbara

  2. Love Love Love this post Jodi!!!! I think we all feel that way living on farms. But it’s worth it in the long run and maybe we are a little better off because we connect with the earth and nature in a way more than others and our children learn to carry on like their ancestors! 🙂 Tina

  3. I don’t have kids but I still really appreciate your words and your honesty! Sometimes it seems like all we see is a picture perfect image of life and I think you hit the nail on the head. These imaginary to-do lists are just that. There’s no end to them, ever! Whether you’re wrangling kids and tending to a farm (like you!) or managing a bunch of freelance clients and trying to negotiate basic daily tasks in a gigantic insane city (like me!). It’s all good!

  4. The socks I’m wearing right now don’t match either and I’m an adult! Nor did the gloves I’ve been wearing for the last several weeks. I lost one hand of my nicest set of gloves and couldn’t stand the thought of throwing out the other. As for the socks: well, I just can’t find the ones that match, so I wear the mismatched ones in the dark or inside my boots!
    Great post; thank you.

  5. I love this! I’m in the parenting writers/writers who parent group, and I look forward to reading your future posts! Also, I have one kid and her socks never match. And I don’t even have cows to tend to! It is indeed all about balance 🙂

  6. aw, fond memories for me, a new empty nester! I had a community sock basket too, except i insisted on all white “ankle” socks for everyone! no exceptions! as shoe sizes increased the only variations might be they grabbed 2 different sizes! Thanks for sharing your life with us over at country fair blog party!!! I can’t wait to see what you are up to for our June Party!
    Jan @ Tip Garden

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