4.28.2017

What to Expect at your First WIC Appointment

Two days ago, I posted a photo to my Instagram of my new WIC Ohio Direction card. For the last three-ish years, I've worked for a Foodbank and have worked day in and day out with families who receive government assistance. I believe that these social safety nets are imperative for our nation's most vulnerable and believe even more strongly in the courage these families possess that compels them to ask for help when they need it. Our country's policies are not supportive of working families, which can lead to really difficult financial situations for families like mine. I feel strongly about all of this, and yet, when it came time to my go to my WIC appointment, I felt two inches tall.

When I resigned from my full-time position in November, it was not a decision that was made in haste. Many budget spreadsheets and tears went into that resignation letter. I looked at our average monthly income for the previous 12 months and deduced that if we cut our expenses in six categories, we would save $1,400/month that would allow for us to survive on one-income. I use the term "survive," because I was under no impression that we would be living in the lap of luxury. We would be scrimping and pinching pennies just to pay our bills. But I decided I could pay someone to raise my kids and spend 50 hours a week away from them, or I could "live on love" and enjoy this fleeting time with my babies. By now, you should know what I chose.

My budget plan worked well, in theory. Of course, as we know, things don't usually go according to our best laid plans. For starters, Chuck's employer changed their commission structure several months ago. So while he has worked as hard, if not harder, as he did last year, he's not making nearly as much. Strike One. Strike Two was the fact that I failed to account for the fact that Chuck's benefits plan was not as splendid as the one we enjoyed with my former employer so I did not properly account for how much our medical, dental and vision insurance would leach from his paychecks. We also got hit with some big unexpected expenses that I won't go into.

So despite the fact that Chuck now works a full-time job, and a part-time job two evenings per week and I have various side hustles going on that contribute a small amount to our family's income, we got to a point where no amount of budgeting could change the fact that we just didn't have enough to pay our bills.

For those who don't know, to qualify for federal assistance you must meet income eligibility guidelines. For the Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program (SNAP/food stamps) your income must fall under 135% of the federal poverty guidelines. For the Women, Infant and Children (WIC) program, it must fall under 185% of the federal poverty guidelines. Although, our income exceeds the amount necessary to qualify for SNAP, we did meet the WIC requirements. So two days ago, I went to my appointment and here's what I learned:













LESSONS FROM YOUR FIRST WIC APPOINTMENT


1. YOUR APPOINTMENT WILL TAKE AWHILE. Ours took two hours. I came unarmed with my usual arsenal of snacks and juice, and had to entertain two kiddos under two for hours while we went through the entire process.

2. YOU WILL NEED DOCUMENTATION. They will let you know exactly what you need to bring with you when you make your appointment, but basically you need paystubs to prove your income eligibility, identification for all recipients (you + kids) and a proof of address (utility bill, etc.).

3. YOU WILL HAVE A SMALL CHECK-UP w/ A NURSE. If you're breastfeeding, they will take your height and weight, and take a small blood sample to check your iron. They'll also do the same for your kiddos.

4. YOU WILL SIT THROUGH NUTRITION EDUCATION. Our nurse was perfectly nice, but this part felt rough for me. I had to sit through an intro course on nutrition for breastfeeding Moms, which I'll be honest, I pretty much know what I need to know. She was also perfectly nice when she asked me questions about what and how I feed myself and my kids. My family is pretty healthy and I still felt a little like a terrible parent. I got "dinged" for making special meals for my toddler when he won't eat what I've prepared and for giving him a sippy cup rather than a regular cup.

5. YOU WILL BE GIVEN A BIBLE OF ACCEPTABLE FOODS. The requirements for what you can and cannot purchase with your WIC allowance are insanely specific. I was provided with a pamphlet that contained information on acceptable brands, sizes, and types of product that is allowed by WIC. It's a little bit overwhelming.

6. YOU WILL GET IT WRONG ON YOUR FIRST SHOPPING TRIP. I followed the "Bible" and my "prescription" to the T when I went for my first shopping trip post-appointment. I thought I had gotten everything right, but still wound up spending $5 of my own money because I accidentally bought two loaves of 24-oz bread instead of the approved 16-oz bread. Yeah, I told you it was insanely specific.

I hope this helps shed some light for those who are in need, but may be reluctant to make the call. Or perhaps you're someone who doesn't believe in or understand federal assistance programs, but would like to know more. Obviously, I can only speak to my experience, and although it was overwhelming at times, I am so thankful for the WIC program and what a blessing it is for our family. If you have more questions about WIC or other assistance programs, please ask away! There is no shame in doing what is necessary to provide for your babies.

4.17.2017

It's Time I Tell You About my Church


There was a time when this blog was incredibly faith-centric. I pondered "who is God?" and published my prayer for 'labor day'. For the last two years, there has been radio silence on the whole religious front. There was not one, big catastrophic event that led to my "break up" with the Church. Nor do I harbor ill feelings toward Christianity. I wanted to disassociate myself from Christians who I felt were perverting the message of Jesus. I read books and articles about science and climate change and wondered whether a higher power really does exist. I stepped away from the Bible because I don't like much of what it says and I'm too lazy to grapple with the many contradictions.

So, over time I just kind of took a step away from Christianity. I haven't found answers to any of my questions or doubts and there is a large part of me that I would describe as agnostic, but in the last few months, I have found a church family and I love it.



If that is confusing, just imagine what it's like to be in my head! Here's the thing- I like Jesus. I like Jesus a lot. I love that he called out the arrogant and raised up the meek and downtrodden. I love that he cherished children and their innocence and unsullied wisdom. I love that his entire life was a demonstration in sacrificial and unconditional love. He is a man I want to model in my own life and someone I want my boys to grow up with as an example.

Before we started attending regularly in November, I had been to my church once or twice for Christmas Eve services. However, there were a series of events that led me to give Chuck a harder nudge (he's more devout than I am, but just hates the socially awkward weirdness of Church) to attend. In September, Crosby was born. My Pastor (who I didn't know well at the time) had two pizzas delivered to our door the week we came home from the hospital. We had family members who live in the same town and did not once attempt to meet Crosby or stop by to see how we were adjusting. So the fact that this woman whom I barely knew went out of her way to make such a thoughtful gesture spoke volumes.

Not long after, the 2016 election happened. I felt like I was swimming in a sea of hatred, cruelty, and vitriol. It was becoming overwhelming and I despaired at the thought of raising my boys in such a hurt and hate-filled world. It became clear to me that I needed to be intentional about ensuring that they were surrounded by a community that modeled those same things that Jesus did- love, peace, compassion, humility, and kindness. I looked around to the people in our life who I felt were perfect examples and I was pleasantly surprised to find that they all had one thing in common- they were Quakers.



I wasn't very familiar with the Quaker tradition until I began attending our Friends Meeting. Perhaps the greatest source of my uncomfortability was with "waiting worship," in which Friends sit in silence until the Spirit leads someone to speak, It's weird to sit silently in Church for half an hour if you've only experienced very programmatic worship. But as I've grown more accustomed, I've also grown to love it. I remember reading in Eat Pray Love, that Liz Gilbert equated prayer with talking to God and meditation with listening to God. That really resonated with me the first time I read her book and I love that I've found a faith tradition that similarly values the beauty in waiting and listening for God's voice.

While Quaker theology can differ greatly from meeting to meeting, some of the things I love most about our church are their commitment to nonviolence, simple living, and their belief in the inherent equality and dignity of all human beings. Our meeting is not big, nor contemporary. But its members have been more kind and welcoming than we could have ever hoped for (which is especially meaningful when you feel entirely self-conscious about the two year-old who refuses to sit still in the back pew).

I still don't know what or even if I believe. But I'm happy to have found a spiritual landing place where I feel safe to explore the answers to all the questions in my mind. More than anything though, I'm happy to have found a church family for my boys to call their own. The fact that Charlie and Crosby will grow up surrounded by a group of peace-seeking, equality-promoting, simple-living Friends is almost too much for my Mama Bear heart to bear.

4.07.2017

Breastfeeding: Our Story


Because pregnancy symptoms and becoming a Mom didn't provide me with enough anxiety pre-Charlie, I also had the added fear of the awful, traumatic journey of breastfeeding to add to my list. I read several bloggers' breastfeeding stories and fully anticipated the horrors that were cracked and bleeding nipples, latch issues, and the dreaded mastitis. So imagine my surprise when I discovered that breastfeeding...wasn't that bad?

Obviously, my experience breastfeeding is mine and mine alone. I cannot speak for other Mamas, I can only speak to my own journey. Please understand when I say that my experience was relatively easy that I'm not ignorant of the struggles that other women face. Nor do I take for granted just how great my experience has been in light of those other women's challenges. I'm simply sharing my story in hopes that maybe a first-time Mama out there will read it and feel relieved that breastfeeding is tough for a lot of women, but for some it's not. It's not always the horror story that I, myself, feared.


4.06.2017

CROSBY | 7 Months


Yesterday, my Crosby Loren turned seven months old and is officially no longer a newborn. I'm so glad to be out of that sleepless, laborious newborn stage, but I think I'm just now realizing how quickly this sweet boy's first year is flying by! It's so odd because I feel like it's already hard for me to imagine Charlie as a baby. My mind just envisions him as always being the precocious, hilarious, joyful two-year old that he is. I can't ever picture Crosby not being a baby, but I know that before I know it, I'll start to forget his infant months, too. Ah! Babies don't keep, guys.

STAY-AT-HOME MOTHERHOOD
As I mentioned here, we got hit hard with some crazy financial burdens. It's really thrown us for a loop and I'd be lying if I said I felt in control of the situation. But the thing is, if I was working, these things would still be an issue and I'd never see my kids. I just have to trust that things will work themselves out. Chuck is working a second job two-ish evenings per week, and I'm side hustling as much as I can. If we end up throwing in the towel and saying we can't do this anymore, it won't be for lack of effort.

BREASTFEEDING
I will be going back to my old job suuuuper part-time this week, so Crosby will have to remember how to take a bottle. We gave him a little test run a few nights ago when I had an evening meeting and Chuck said he took it like a champ. Hooray! One less thing for Mommy to be anxious about.

4.03.2017

C + C's Easter Photoshoot


Two weeks ago, we had Easter pictures taken of our boys. Normally, Easter pictures are not something I would splurge on. But because Crosby will only be a baby for so long and because Tina Ruble Photography does such an incredible job, we took the plunge. Get ready for an abundance of cute.
















Gah! Be still my heart! I seriously teared up looking through these for the first time. How am I so lucky to call these little ones mine?


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