Beth Declercq is a homemaking, homeschooling, homesteading mama to six.
She is passionate about raising food on their 5 acre Michigan homestead, restoring their late 1800’s Victorian, drinking lots of coffee, crocheting, and frequenting the flea market in the summertime.
I didn’t grow up on a farm.
I didn’t have any interest in growing food as a kid and honestly – until my second pregnancy at age 21 I never really even thought about what I was eating or where it came from.
We gradually eased into this lifestyle over the last 10 years. The more children we added, the more variety of food we produced. All of our kids have basically lived with some type of food production around them for their entire lives.
They know how unbearably long it takes for a small seed to finally produce something edible.
They know “the good milk” isn’t available for a few months each year.
They know winter doesn’t just mean sledding – it means frozen waterers and lots of hay bales stashed away to build forts in.
For the most part, our kids love this life we’ve created for them. They are on board with all the new projects, get excited with each season, and yes – they’re still normal kids and complain about their chores… but none of them wish they lived “in town”.
Being able to build our own homestead has been my (and my husband’s) biggest dream. My list of new projects and ideas for this land is never ending. Of course, food production is the main focus… but this is life is more than food for me. It’s also my creative outlet, an opportunity to learn new things, and a way to challenge myself.
The worst part about homesteading with kids is balancing my dreams, desires, and “to do lists”… with theirs. And I’m not just talking about them wanting to ride bikes vs. picking up cow pies.
I’m talking about them each wanting their own bed in “my” garden plot.
Or insisting on growing a flower I don’t particularly feel matches my aesthetic.
Or wanting to name a baby pig after a Wild Kratts character.
Or wanting to paint the barn purple instead of red (okay – we did put our foot down on that one).
The worst part about homesteading with kids – and really motherhood in general – is the amount of opportunities to face my own selfishness.
Because right now, I have kids that are pretty accepting and on board with growing food. Even if they don’t all choose this lifestyle when they grow up, I want them to not only carry the skills we’ve learned and taught them, but also a sense of connection, and appreciation of where their food comes from.
I know how thrilling it is to flip through a seed catalog and make a list of your favorite things. I know how fulfilling it is to knead dough with your own hands then enjoy a slice fresh form the oven. I have to be willing to share those experiences though. I can’t keep them all for myself. I can’t tell them “no” to every single thing now – and expect them to still feel excitement and eagerness to try those things later. I have to let go of some of my vision, for them.
Even if it means some of the applesauce turns out a little chunky.
Even if it means the onions are planted in more of a squiggle line than a straight one.
Even if it means we end up planting 8 types of popcorn.
Sharing those choices with them, I hope, will help them connect and appreciate this life. But at the very least, I think giving up control of every detail and letting them in on this dream of mine will ultimately help make me a better mother.
Making me a better mother.
Maybe it’s not the worst thing after all then?
If you want to be self-sufficient and feed your family healthy hearty meals from scratch, you’ve got to
start milling at home. I know, I know, it sounds complicated and al little bit scary, right? But it doesn’t
have to be!
I am not well traveled. I’ve never flown on a plane. I’ve never been north of Ohio or west of Texas.I’m not as well traveled as some may say one should be, but this piece of land has housed all of my fondest memories…
Do you ever worry that your kids will miss out because of this homesteading lifestyle choice? This fear crosses my mind time to time. I’m sure many, if not most of you, could agree that it can be extremely difficult to get extended time away from the homestead for more than a full day, especially in the busy summer months when daily chores demand our regular attention…
“In some Native languages the term for plants translates to ‘those who take care of us’ … the land knows you, even when you are lost.” – Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass…
Babies, Business, and Bumper Crops: How I am Learning to Homestead with Babies in Tow
Have you ever had one of those days? You know the days when you are cleaning the baby’s diaper, milking the cow, scooping poop in the barn, wiping noses, and cleaning more poop off of kids’ shoes…
Hey there, Homesteading Mama’s!
I’m Rachel from @frontier_homesteading. My husband Ryan, three children and I have been homesteading for about 10 years now, first in Wyoming and now in Alaska.
We currently have milk goats, pack goats, sheep, a pig, a cow, chickens, rabbits, bees and a dog. Seasonally, we also have more pigs, meat chickens and turkeys….
Stained glass windows date back to the 7th century. With the earliest known reference dating
from 675 AD when workmen were imported from France to Britain to Glaze the windows of a
monastery…
Homesteading and growing food is not the easy way out of this life, i would say it is the hard way as there’s nothing convenient about it. It’s a lifestyle, a life change not a trend or hobby. Well, that’s my opinion any way…
Awakino Station is a child’s dream. There is the river to splash in, tussock covered hills to explore, animals to raise and a bustling kitchen with a baking tin full of something yummy to eat…
