Surprises, Tears, Laughter, and Jack Daniels!


My adventure as a mom began somewhere in the ballpark of March 2006. I was working at an Urgent Care and “borrowed” one of our pregnancy tests because something juuuust wasn’t right. Well, in retrospect, everything had actually gone PERFECTLY because I was pregnant. My co-worker re-tested it a couple times from different boxes just to make sure and i obviously double checked again when I got home.


Not the end of the world, but definitely not what I had been planning. I had just gotten engaged on Valentine’s Day of that year (which was probably the night that landed me in this “situation’ ūüėČ

So, we got to have the ever-so-pleasant talk with the parentals about our news.
“Mom, I have something to talk to you about.”
She stops, looks at me seriously and asks “Is it something I have to take you to Target for a test?”
“Ummmmm, yah, but i already did.”
“and you are?”
She lets out a sigh and says, “I don’t know whether to hug you or spank you!”

She hugged me ūüėČ

17 weeks in I started spotting and went to the Dr.
I found out that day that I had miscarried at 9weeks and 6 days.
All this 1 week before the wedding.
(I didn’t think writing that would make me cry) hold on…
A big hug goes out to all of you moms and dads who have lost a pregnancy. I know there are many. With statistics of 1 in 4 pregnancies ending in miscarriage, we’re kind of a big club.

Thankfully, I got pregnant just as easily with the next one as I did the first! The next step of the adventure was probably in October 2006. Again, totally out of the blue and very surprising.
And because God has an awesome sense of humor, my fertility goes on to get me pregnant AGAIN just a short 4 months after Kaylee was born. At this point, Brent and I are contemplating having separate closets space just to be sure this doesn’t happen again.

I am the mom who was breastfeeding a 4 month old, took a pregnancy test and found out the next one was on its way…ready or not. My favorite moment in our marriage so far is when my husband, Brent, came home from work and I held our daughter up and said, “Welcome home daddy, hey guess what?? I’m gonna be a big sister next year!!”



It was at the birth of my daughter, Macy, that I succumbed to the fact that my motherhood adventure was going to be nothing I could control. I still kind of want to have another baby and PLAN on having the baby and PLAN when they will be born…just to say I did it. Not gonna happen ūüėČ

They say the 1st year of marriage is always the hardest…I call bullshit!
Ours hit probably at year 3 with two girls ages 1 and 2 and me married to a busy farmer and struggling to balance mommyhood, wifehood, work life, social life, and just time for ME!

I only threw a bottle at my husband once…I’m pretty sure

I cried the first time Kaylee fell down a flight of stairs

I yelled at Brent when he got home once because it was OBVIOUSLY his fault both kids were screaming, naked, covered in their own body fluids, and I’m scrubbing the carpet also full of said body fluids.


I fed my kids formula after about 12 weeks because I wanted to. Me and the breast pump were through with 8-a-day milkings. ūüėČ As far as I can tell they are turning out just fine.

I realized just how much I like the taste of a Jack n Coke. Through many experiments. They all turned out a positive.


I suffered some mommy guilt when i started working more and they were at daycare 5 days a week instead of 2 or 3. Again, they seem to have adjusted fine.

I probably didn’t get them their vaccinations right on schedule, but that’s what Kindergarten check ups are for right?! Get ’em all up to speed! Macy, at 5, still puts most things in her mouth and when you live on a farm…that gives you some pretty good coverage.

I let them play in the mud


I worry about them not eating enough fruits and vegetables (as I dole out Mcnuggets)

I don’t give band aids unless there’s blood. Ice packs, however, can be put on anything.

I let them wander through the barn by themselves with 700-1000 lbs animals lumbering around.

I get nervous about letting them be out in the barn with 700-1000 lbs animals lumbering around


I bought bike helmets…they don’t wear them…But like a “good mom” i bought them ūüėČ

We don’t use the word “hate”

Other colorful 4 letter words have been spoken though…in correct context. I will take full blame for that.

Brent and I argue in front of them some…They haven’t expressed any feelings of fear towards this. Usually I hear, “MOM, stop yelling at dad, he works really hard for our family and you should love him!” Geee, I wonder who’s a daddy’s girl.

“DAD, you should really put your own clothes away like mom does.” AAAAAAND we’re back on track.

I’m only 6 years into my adventure and so far, I’m having a blast! Not everyday, but most days. We’re happier more than we’re sad. There’s more laughter than there is yelling, there’s more clothes than I know what to do with, and I am supported by Brent’s family and mine which is priceless.

I was a surprise to my mom too. She is no stranger to hard work and sacrifice so I can’t think of anyone else better to emulate. I joke about turning into my mother…a girl’s worst nightmare right?! It wouldn’t be such a horrible thing if I did.
I hope my girls can say the same one day.


Enjoy your families this Mother’s Day.


The trouble with girls, is nobody loves trouble as much as me!

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Recently I was in on a conversation about female hormones with some of my Twitter friends.  For more laughs you can follow @ezweber @heibri @greystone_farm @FunWithBulls @Zweberfarms & @GrassHapy99 @JPlovesCOTTON among others! The chat first started about hormones in milk.  Then it moved to the fact that females have RAGING hormones that make us do things that are unthinkable! 

We women always get a bad rap about our genetic make-up and men get to laugh about it.¬† My brother-in-law has a wonderful nickname for me…he calls me “The Devil.”¬† He has seen my hormones a few times come out in not-so-tasteful ways usually aimed at my¬†“underserving” husband.¬† Now, anytime I exhibit even the slightest change in mood, my husband says, “Devil..put the horns away.” and he proceeds to pat my head in order to push them back in!¬†¬† In my world, this is just as stupid as asking me, “Are you PMS’ing?”

Lucky for him we have two girls and I’m asking for more!!!! LOLOLOL!!!!! Crazy right?!

Kaylee, the oldest came home from Pre-School the other day and we went grocery shopping for things for dinner.¬† We also picked up ingredients to make cookies!¬† Later that day we went to pick up our youngest, Macy, from daycare.¬† I told Macy that Kaylee and I had gotten things to make cookies and that we could all make them together after dinner.¬† This is what I hear from the backseat…Kaylee-“I am NOT making cookies if SHE’S gonna be there.”¬† Excuuuuuuuuse me!¬† “Well, Kaylee, maybe you can help dad put the shoe rack together?!”¬† “NO, I will make the cookies, and SHE can help dad.”¬† Well then…miss thing…I guess we’re not gonna make this a mommy daughters bonding moment.¬† Poor Macy was sitting in the backseat looking at Kaylee probably thinking, “What just crawled up your butt and died!¬† Jeeeeeeez!”¬†

Sisterly love is spread on thick in our house.

Me and my two little women

¬† 80% of the time they are best friends…the rest of the time…”spawn of the Devil”¬† Of course…again…its all my fault!¬†

I will end with a kick a** recipe that is full of hormone curing ingredients…I made it by myself without the help of my already sassy daughters.¬† The only thing I ask of my husband…a house with more than one bathroom BEFORE they reach puberty…I have high likelyhood of this happening!


Charlie Brown Pie

1/2 cup beanut butter

1/4 cup butter

Melt peanut butter and butter and then add

2 cups of crushed grahm crackers

1/3 cup sugar

put into 9X13 pan and pat down for the crust.  Let it cool

1 box of Chocolate pudding-THE BIG BOX!!! 6oz

mix pudding with 3 1/2 cups cold milk

let stand in fridge for about an hour.

Spread over grahm cracker crust.

Let stand for another hour or so and add

1 container Cool Whip to the top!


This pan has been in the fridge less than 24 hours and it is 2/3 gone! WINNER!

Laundry Day

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Picture if you will my 2 1/2 year old walking out of daycare the other day.¬† It was a bright sunny day and she had her winter boots and jacket on unzipped because it was “warm” (more like 35, but to her it felt warm!) Her eyes light up as she sees a HUGE puddle on the ground and she looks at me for some kind of approval-as if it really matters to her anyways.¬† I see the twinkle in her eye and she runs and leaps into it. Splattering herself from¬†head to toe with mud!¬† The grin on her face was priceless and I couldn’t help but laugh.¬† Kaylee, her older, obviously more sophisticated sister says, “MACY!!! Look what you did!¬† That’s disgusting!”¬† Macy didn’t stop smiling even though her sister disapproved and ran back to do it again!¬† As my mind went to the fact that I will now need to change her when we get home, and get dinner ready I can’t help but think “SPRING!!!!!”¬† I’ll grumble a bit when the messyness creeps into the house, but what a blessing!¬† After a long winter it is here-almost!¬† Puddle jumping here we come!

Cabin Fever

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Can you guess what my post is going to be about???¬† Hmmm, I live in Minnesota where it seems like winter NEVER goes away.¬† 4 seasons??? yah…Fall, Winter, Winter, &¬†Construction.¬† Those are my seasons!¬† Well, I guess thechniclly my 4 seasons are Planting, Hay, Harvest, Maintenance/Winter.¬†

My oh-so-positive weather man just reminded me that our most snowy month hasn’t even hit yet and we have close to 60 inches on the ground.¬† Thanks to another 14 inches last weekend.¬† My kids and I are running out of ideas of things to do, games to play, food to make, & movies to watch.¬† Actually, in all honesty-I’M RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS!¬† My two girls could do my hair and make up and dress me up for “The Ball” every day.¬† There isn’t a cap on how many chocolate chip cookies they will make with me, but my waist line does!¬† And “Spirit” a movie about a wild horse can only be watched so many times before I start humming the tunes in the shower.¬† We have donned our snow gear plenty of times this year though.¬† That only lasts so long until they get too cold, or someone has to go to the bathroom of course.¬†

Getting wiggles out in the barn!

To top it all off we have added a new member to our family!¬† An 8 week old Black lab/Heeler mix puppy!¬† Talk about energy.¬† If anyone has cabin fever, this little gal does.¬†¬†Stella does laps through the house and it seems her feet never touch the ground.¬† She’s so funny to watch.¬† Just another thing to keep us all busy-who am I kidding-to keep ME busy ūüôā

Spring isn’t too far away I suppose!¬† And then I can ship husband, daughters AND puppy outside-together hopefully!

We’re in undies!


I am proud to announce that my 3 1/2-year-old¬†daughter, Kaylee, is almost totally potty trained!¬† She has been wearing underwear now 2 days without accidents from either source!! ha! She is so proud of herself and will announce to anybody that she wears undies and will even tell them what color she picked out for that day.¬† Funny girl!¬† She also just had quite the adventure with her dad this weekend.¬† I was working and she was in the combine with dad harvesting corn.¬† She says, “DAD I gotta go peeeeee!”¬† Well, dad was S.O.L. out in the field and wasn’t about to drive all the way back into the yard to go to the house. So…what does he do??? What any father of a potty training child does…got her out of the combine…walked into the corn…and taught her how to pee outside!¬† My husband VERY proudly called and left me a message saying, ” You’ll never guess…Kaylee just popped her first swqat!”¬† I of course burst out laughing-good thing I was alone!¬† Now, it’s a¬†matter of curbing this new-found¬†talent of hers and making it very clear that it is only done in desperate measures!¬† We’re not gonna pee outside just cuz we can!¬† If there is a bathroom available-that will be our destination.¬†

What a relief of both parent and child for her to figure all this out!¬† Now, our next step is to get Macy, the 2-year-old, trained which I’m thinking isn’t ging to be hard seeing as how she follows her sister into the bathroom every time.¬† Happy Monday everyone!

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