Five Four Farmer

As you may or may not have guessed from my blog title, I'm five feet and four inches tall. I weigh a hundred and twenty pounds soaking wet. I'm not one of those really short but well-built girls that manages to do as much heavy lifting as any boy in the world. I'm little . Yes, it's a blessing to be skinny. Yes, I've been told my size is perfect and adorable. But that doesn't change the harsh reality that I'm not big enough to do what I really love. I'm too small to properly pull my weight in a manual-labor type job, at least without hurting myself.  I love being outside. I love shoveling cow sh*t and pressure washing out trailers and operating tractors and watching cows chase after round bales as they unroll down the hill. I love bringing new lives into the world even if it means pulling the calf or lamb or whatever. I love holding those babies down to give them their first round of shots because it means they have a good chance at growing up s