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Decide. Stress. Pray. Farm.

Friday, October 28th, 2011

~guest post by MRS

toddler, cornPassion for their work is a little different for farmers than for the average career-minded person. For instance, most farmers live on their farm. How many people actually live where they work? How many people have to worry that if their business fails or falls on hard times they might lose the house/property/business that has, often, been in the family for several generations? In addition to that, how many people operate a business where SO MANY factors are completely out of their control?  It can be very stressful to say the least!

This year has been an interesting year for my family’s farm. We had an unusually wet spring and worried that we weren’t going to be able to get our corn in the ground in time. Beans seemed to go in a little more smoothly, but due to the wet conditions, it was almost impossible to get fertilizer on the crops. Then suddenly the rain stopped and the thermostat was cranked up a few degrees. It didn’t rain here in central Indiana for weeks and didn’t start raining again until right before (and during) harvest. I know that other parts of the country have also experienced crazy weather, severe floods and drought – there’s nothing anyone can do to control the weather. Farmers just have to make the best of what they’re given and trust that they made the right decisions with the factors that were under their control.

Then harvest rolls around and suddenly its time to see how the decisions they made – type of seed, fertilizer, herbicide, insecticide, etc – panned out. How did those choices, combined with the weather effect the yield? Sometimes things work out and the right decisions combined with the right weather result in high yields. Other times it doesn’t work out as well.

baby, toddler, combine, harvest, familyHandyMan and his dad spent a lot of time over the summer talking about the weather and how it was affecting the corn and soybeans. HandyMan’s dad commented several times that guys who got their beans in just a week or so before he did were getting a better crop. Then rain would be forecast and HandyMan would be glued to the radar, praying for some rain only to be disappointed when the rain seemed to break up and go around us or dissipate right before it got to us (almost every time). HandyMan would come home from work, go out into the field and come back with a few ears of corn from various sections of the field to see how the ears were filling out and then to see how they were drying up. Several times I’ve had to ask HandyMan to relax and stop stressing, to remind him that we can’t control the weather. All we can do is make the best decisions, based on the information available to us, and then pray that it all works out in the end.

So far, this year isn’t looking as bad as HandyMan and his dad worried that it would. I don’t know exactly what the per acre yield average was for beans, only that it was better than what HandyMan’s dad had thought it would be. And so far corn has turned out the same – better than expected but not as good as last year.

And you know what, I think we’ll take it!

 


Pass the Cheetos & drop the Food Guilt

Monday, October 24th, 2011

I love Cheetos. I’ve been known to eat more ice cream than a 200 pound man. My sweet tooth sometimes results in a meal made of desserts. And look out if you ever wave a piece of milk chocolate in front of me!

My food. My diet. My lifestyle. My choice. I don’t need the guilt trip running rampant in food claims today. I also adore cucumbers, get really excited about fresh fruit and grow at least 10 kinds of vegetables in our garden. Our little girl delights in telling her classmates that her favorite food is raw spinach and keeps a cow employed with her milk consumption. We get fast food at times because it’s quick – and it’s better than being hungry. I refuse to accept the guilt trip that it makes me a bad mother.  One fast food place we won’t stop is Chipolte’s – because they lay on the food guilt thicker than sour cream with their claims and labels that are an insult to our upbringing.

I also don’t need food guilt in the grocery. Food is natural, whether it’s written on a label or not – if you don’t know that Cheetos aren’t natural, more than a label is needed. By the same token, absence claim labels are ridiculous – they were started by retailers with an interest in niche marketing. Do you really think those labels are there with your best interest in mind or to create a seed of self-doubt? The self-doubt will lead to you feeling guilty that you’re not doing the right thing as a parent or “eating right,” resulting in a change of buying behavior.

Food should be fairly simple – you choose it, you eat it and you take responsibility for the results. In other words, if I eat like a cow and gain weight – I have to spend more time on the bike or throwing bales.  My weight gain and health condition is not McDonald’s fault, it’s not the company’s fault who made the Cheetos (yum) and it certainly isn’t the corn, cane or dairy producers’ fault. The food on my fork is my responsibility.

Farmers & healthy food choicesBefore you judge me as a food slob, consider this; I work out at least three times a week and am not known for sitting still. I serve home-cooked, low fat meals to our family and carefully monitor our balance of protein, fruits and veggies. Except when we’re on vacation; then we eat Cheetos with cookies on the side and ice cream for breakfast. Based upon conversations with my girlfriends, we’re fairly normal. You’re welcome to judge that all you want – but spare me the guilt.

October 24 was Food Day, put together by an activist group that specializes in guilt trips, the Center for Science in the Public Interest. How about this? We celebrate World Food Day by stopping the food guilt.  Celebrate the opportunity for people to make food choices by saying no to the guilt thrown at us in every venue about food and farming. Unless you’ve visited modern day farm yourself, don’t call a farm a factory just because it looks different than your Charlotte’s Web book.  Take responsibility for your own junk food addictions and don’t blame marketers or producers. If you don’t feel great because of your diet, learn more about healthy foods from a registered dietitian (thank you, American Dietetic Association for not endorsing any food guilt claims).

And consider that sustainable farms are those that can survive as a business – meaning it’s O.K. if they make money.  I’d hope the most important measure of a sustainable farm and Food Day (#FoodDay) is meeting the needs of a growing population.  9 billion mouths is a lot to feed by 2050.  It will take a variety of farms, a reduction in food politics, modern agricultural practices and less of the food guilt to draw in the folks “in the middle” who could likely make a real difference in a food movement. Join me in standing up against the food guilt!

 

 


Being the Food & Mom Bridge

Thursday, October 20th, 2011

~guest post by Jennifer Elwell, guest blogger

Mom blogger on food & farmsEven though I work in communications, I will admit that I was a bit late to get caught up in the social media phenomenon. When a friend finally talked me into getting onto Facebook a couple years ago, I was slow to start sharing information about what I do for my day job, working for farmers. But then in walks, “Food, Inc.” and a dozen other attacks on our modern food system and my farmers. That was the fuel to start my personal “I support farmers and modern agriculture” fire.

I immediately put on my “P.R.” hat and thought about how I could be a bridge between the farmer and the consumer. Well, I am the consumer. I am a mom. I purchase and cook food for my family. But having the opportunity to work with farmers and see how they are producing our food, I knew that I did not share the same concerns that others have developed by listening to the “our food system is not ethical, safe and is making us fat” agenda. From that, a new project, “Food, Mommy!” was born. I never thought I would become a mommy blogger, but here I am.

I have been blogging for a little over a year now, but have only in the last few months been making regular posts. In the beginning I was trying to hit pretty complicated and controversial topics, but have learned that this approach may not be the best way to connect with your audience. Tough topics are usually more time-consuming to compose and they were burning me out. I felt I had to have several hours to dedicate to one post, which often discouraged me from writing.

More recently I have been trying to incorporate simpler items like recipes (although I am not much of cook), notes on my food shopping experiences, photos, and personal posts about my food production experiences (thank goodness for farmers!). I have also tried to share others’ information that resonates with me through Twitter and Facebook. Showing an interest in others’ efforts has definitely helped me build a social network and has increased my readership beyond family, friends and the farm community. Just a few days ago I was able to meet a few members of a new “Kentucky Food Bloggers Association.” While many of the members may not share my viewpoint, I am proud that I am now reaching an audience that is beyond my comfort zone.

What I love most right now about social media is that my thoughts about food and the way I communicate about my passion are evolving. I look at myself as someone who sits on the fence between the farmer and the consumer and I am learning from both sides. I am more careful now than when I started to not generalize about what farmers are doing or what consumers are thinking. I am trying to ask everyone questions and try to find answers that bridge the gap. Be ing able to share your personal experiences are the fruit of social media, but having someone listen and respond is dessert.

 

Jennifer Elwell grew up on a small farm in Louisville, KY with horses, goats, chickens, rabbits and lots of hay.  Her love of horses and involvement in 4-H landed her at the University of Kentucky, studying animal sciences and agricultural communications. Her first job out of college was creating web sites for local daily newspaper, The Courier-Journal, but soon snagged the job of Communications Director of the Kentucky Corn Growers Association and Kentucky Small Grain Growers Association. She has worked for these farmer-led associations since 1998, but the blog is her own work. She has two children, a few horses, and most recently became a chicken herder, providing doses of humor, frustration and frequent threats of divorce from my husband. In addition to supporting our farmers, Jennifer wants to help parents foster healthier eating habits in their children. Find her on Facebook, follow @foodmommy on Twitter or check out her most popular blog post with nearly 2,800 reads, “Why I don’t buy organic, most of the time

* Note from MPK: It’s been fun watching Jennifer grow in social media and become the bridge between farm and food through moms. I hope you enjoy her post as an example of how you have to make your advocacy efforts personal and targeted.

 


Gardening as a Family Tradition

Saturday, October 8th, 2011

~guest post by MRS

I grew up with a garden.

Every year my mom planted green beans, onions, carrots, sweet corn, tomatoes and several other vegetables. And I hated it. I always took the produce for granted and I hated helping weed it. I hated it so much that my mom used pulling weeds as discipline for my sister and I when we had been fighting. It was, generally, pretty effective discipline.

Then I grew up, graduated high school and left home for college. I was a typical, poor college student surviving on ramen noodles and frozen pizza. Suddenly the fresh produce that my mom labored over every summer became much more appealing.

canned tomato juice green beansWhen I graduated college and moved back to my hometown I took more time to appreciate my mom’s garden and volunteered to help her can green beans, tomato juice and freeze sweet corn. I enjoyed the time I got to spend with my mom and once HandyMan and I got married and started our own garden I really began to value the knowledge that my mom had shared with me.

This summer HandyMan and I, somehow, managed to have a garden. HandyMan took Blue out to the garden to pull weeds and plant vegetables while I was on bedrest. After Daisy was born and was in the NICU, the garden began to struggle. The dry, hot summer scorched our green beans and ruined our first planting of sweet corn, however we were still able to put up 36 quarts of tomato juice and can a few green beans. Every year when HandyMan and I get out our canning supplies we call my mom for a reminder on what to do, and she patiently reminds us of the steps we forgot over the previous year.

toddler sweet cornOur sweet corn, while delicious, didn’t amount to enough to freeze. Thankfully, my grandpa planted more than enough and one Saturday my entire family (my sister’s family, my brother & his wife, my youngest brother, HandyMan and I +6 small children) went to my mom’s house and spent an entire Saturday freezing sweet corn. We started early in the morning and worked all day freezing 200 bags of corn. It was a long day full of hard work, but it was so much fun. We enjoyed spending time together, talking and teasing HandyMan for picking SO MUCH corn, but really we enjoyed the day. And now we’re going to be able to enjoy sweet corn all winter.

As HandyMan and I raise our children, I hope they don’t hate the garden like I did as a child, but instead enjoy it and value having fresh, healthy foods to eat throughout the year. And I hope someday, when Blue and Daisy are grown that they will come home, with their families, to spend a day “putting up” food for the winter.


Introducing a Future Farmer’s Daughter

Monday, September 12th, 2011

~guest post by MRS

Our baby girl is here!

newborn baby girl

Daisy arrived on June 28th 5 weeks before her due date of August first. After a 3-week stay in the NICU, Daisy was released from the hospital and we have spent the last 8 weeks adjusting to life at home as a family of four.

As you could expect, Blue took the arrival of a baby sister as an opportunity to test all of his boundaries, including new boundaries that include NOT poking his sister in the eyes (we’re still working on that one). Thankfully Blue is learning to love her, and enjoys giving her kisses.

brother kisses baby sister

Daisy is now 11 weeks old and we are really enjoying her. She’s a happy, content baby and amazingly, a pretty good sleeper. We’ve definitely been blessed.

2 Month old baby girl

I’m looking forward to getting back in the routine of posting about our life on the family farm, but today I just wanted to introduce you to the new addition to our family. We’re so happy she’s here.