Pioneer Women

Little House on the Prarie was one of my favorite series growing up. When we were little my mom would read the books to us before bed. Wednesday mornings were extra special because while my mom would go for her doctor's appointment (which seemed like a weekly occurance...10 kids in 14 years...) we would all snuggle up with my dad and watch the TV show. It all seemed like a fairy tale at that age. I would dream of living in those times. I remember being disapointed that the y2k crisis never came. I had hoped for a chance to live like a pioneer woman.

Every summer now, I get just a taste of what it would feel like to be Caroline Ingalls. This is my third year of gardening, and wow has my admiration for pioneer women soared!!! Thanks to a friend with a tractor we didn't have to rotatill (or should I say, Dad and Charles didn't have to rotatill). So my sisters and I, with the help of Elia began to dig our rows. By the time that was done it was time to feed Zeke. While I was with Zeke, my mom joined the girls and began planting tomatoes -36 plants this year! By the time I was done feeding the little man it was time to plant the bean, zucchini, yellow squash, and cucumber seeds. With so many hands helping, what would have taken one of us a day or two at least, was done in 4 hours!

 I garden because I love fresh green beans and homemade spaghetti sauce. But when I think of the pioneer women...it was garden or die! It wasn't just a little side hobby! Imagine! Wake up, gather eggs, milk cows, start the stove/fire, cook breakfast, get water to clean the dishes...add in there caring for kids, nursing babies...laundry by hand! Plus cooking lunch and dinner from as "scratch" as it gets! Throw in gradening, sewing clothing and blankets, knitting socks ...the list goes on!!

I enjoy my little "pioneer woman" moments, but I must say I am so thankful for washing machines, grocery stores, and indoor plumbing!!

Tomato Plants!

Enjoying the dirt

Many hands make light work!

Screaming Zeke!

Full Belly...Happy Baby!

The Journey Begins...

I am the kind of person that enjoys the journey...the process of getting somewhere or becoming something. I love the difference between Charles and I. He loves to dream about where we're going and what we're going to do in the future. I, on the other hand, enjoy the here and now. I love seeing "how" we are getting where we're going. I think both outlooks on life are vitally important. I'm especially learning that in view of being a mom. At this stage of being a mom, my "here and now" looks a lot like feeding babies, wiping butts, training a trying toddler :), and trying to keep up with housework. At times it feels like this stage will last forever! The last couple of weeks tho, I've begun to remind myself of the future...that I am pouring into little revivalists.I am pouring into lives that are gonna change history! And as a friend recently reminded me, I am making friends for life. It's so refreshing to know that the here and now is going to impact the future...and even in this season now my little ones are part of God's plan to bring His kingdom to earth! Psalm 8:2 "Out of the mouth of babies and infants, you have established strength...to still the enemy.."