Round Two for Farming Father, Kids, Mom Sense TKO—SOS to Supernanny

We are now officially into the season of autumn.  The time for football games, warm stews, spicy smelling candles, harvest, and of course, the new Fall edition of the MWLM has arrived!  The on-line edition looks great and our hard copy will soon be at our door step. 

This edition seemed so much smoother this time (at least, reading about it did, I’m not sure about the actual work horses that pulled it togetherJ).  I can’t wait to make my cup of tea and read it at my leisure, which in the past, might have taken until the next MWLM was published, however, things have changed a bit since the first issue in print came out. 

Right now, I am almost 31 weeks into my fifth pregnancy.  The last time I wrote in I had just completed 48 hours of total bedrest until my physician could figure out why labor was starting too early.  To refresh memories, I was completely invisible to my husband at this time, and appeared to the human eye only when my darling children thought he was being a bit too harsh. Honestly, I thought he was being a bit too “It’s this way because I said so and you are going to like it no matter what.”  Yet, usually I am the one in the house that sets the rules and makes sure everyone follows them, so this was a new hat for him to wear.  I didn’t want to undermine his authority because he really was trying.  However, the control freak that I am, of course, it was not the right way. 

Well, we got through the last two weeks without the help of Supernanny.  Now we just need to get through the next five weeks.  I have never noticed this with any of my previous babies, but these last few weeks have been really moody.  For me and my husband.  I know my excuse is hormones.  For my husband, I know it is harvest worries, for both the corn in the field and the baby in the belly, and my hormones.  Poor guy. 

So today I had another doctor appointment and he has stressed now more than ever I stay off my feet as much as I can.  Things are happening inside that should not be happening for another four to six weeks or so and maybe if I take things easy we can halt the progress of this little bambino for a while.  So it did come as a surprise to me that he is still letting me work for half days, for at least another week.  I am sensing a complete ban on all activity very shortly however.  Which means my poor husband will be trying to harvest and take care of the kids.  How in the world is he going to manage?  I have given him all the tools necessary, hopefully, he can utilize them.

I have the book at home from Supernanny—if only I could get my husband to read it.  And then practice it.  Can Jo help with that? 

Marsha Kaslon

Managing Editor