That’s just not natural.

It’s the age-old question: “Tell me, Dairy Man, where do cows come from?”

To find the answer, the Dairy Man forced encouraged me to watch the “Dairy Cow Midwife” episode of Dirty Jobs. Needless to say, my delicate sensibilities will never be the same.

I may be a farm wife, but there are certain aspects to my husband’s job that I don’t want to know anything about. Before that fateful episode of Dirty Jobs, I had some vague ideas about artificial insemination but had always managed to push those disturbing thoughts out of mind. The less I knew the better. I wouldn’t be forced to ask questions I didn’t want the answer to, such as “WHERE does the breeder stick his arm?!?”

The process of birds and bees on a dairy farm is not quite like it used to be. Dairy farms of old had a bull or two running around the farm to turn on the charm and make cow babies.

But in modern dairy farming, this method of reproduction is highly inefficient. Or so the Dairy Man tells me. You can’t control genes, desirable traits, success rates, milk production. Because, of course, we want super-awesome high-producing wonder cows. Bulls are dangerous and modern farming can do better. We don’t want just any Joe Bovine impregnating our ladies.

So, what’s a farmer to do? Buy high-quality sperm for use in artificial insemination of course. Yes. There are entire companies dedicated to the sale of baby-making liquid for cattle. And the Dairy Man wears their hats.

This knowledge is an example of a fact I wish I didn’t know. But alas, one cannot be a dairy farmer’s wife without losing some innocence. I also know where hamburgers come from. Traumatizing, eh? Welcome to my life.

17 thoughts on “That’s just not natural.

  1. Jessica, you truly have a gift for writing. I have a collection of short stories I’ve written over the years about farm life and family (published in The Farmers’ Advance) but have taken a long break from it. Your style is humorous, very relatable–my husband (also a dairy man) found the stories highly entertaining. I think your blogs would appeal to a wide audience–great job, and keep up the good work! We know Kent and have heard that you/Kyle took over the former buffalo ranch, just a few miles away from us–best wishes!

  2. Saw Vonnie’s link on facebook and checked out your blog. I loved it, and promptly shared it with my dairy-farming sister and her husband, whom she said snorted with laughter as she read it to him. We are fans! Keep it coming!

  3. Hey Jess,
    Remember your Iowa relatives??? I’m Dustin’s mom, your mom’s cousin, if you’ll recall, and can sense our kinship by your writing style alone. Shelby, Dustin’s (btw how ironic, farm boy is now an architect) sister, just showed me your blog for the first time. Read all the posts straight through, took me back thirty years-yikes-when we got married and I had NO idea what being a dairy farmer’s wife meant. Sweet aunt Clarice(farmer’S wife) felt compelled to have me read an article on being married to the farm and the farmer after she met Eric one Iowa City Thanksgiving long ago. I didn’t pay attention,could barely read it,too lovestruck I guess. FF 30 years,we live in Sioux Center & Eric commutes about 10 minutes to chicken city, as it has become. It still is a all-consuming life, we just have many more animals but they produce smaller amounts of manure per creature. What does it say about us that our spouses’ jobs have been on Mike Rowe’s dirty jobs to do list? Hang in there young lady!!

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