Archive | May, 2012

A six-year-old thinks she is fat

31 May

The other day I was sitting at McDonalds  and became  sickened to hear this conversation between a six-year-old girl and her father:

‘Eat your food, honey.’

‘No dad,’ the slight, blue-eyed blonde said. ‘I don’t want to get fat.’

‘You are not fat. Eat your food honey.’

‘No dad, I want to be a model on TV.’

Her father paused, then responded in a stern voice.

‘Baby, those girls who are skinny and don’t eat end up in hospital or dead.’

Ok, so that father took quite a hard line. But fair enough. While the savvy six-year-old was correct – a sandwich would  have been a much more nutritious lunch* – one so young should not be preoccupied with her weight.

What is a parent to do when faced with a battle like this with their own child?

Susie Orbach launches the Endangered Species International Summit, to challenge body beautiful culture

Of relevance is this article on Susie Orbach’s work from www.timesplus.co.uk:

Thirty years ago, Susie Orbach identified fat as a feminist issue, and went on to become Britain’s most famous psychotherapist when she treated Princess Diana. In her new book, she warns that ‘body distress’ is no longer an illness suffered by the few, but an epidemic, the new norm. …

Such was the revolutionary vigour of Fat Is a Feminist Issue when it was published 30 years ago that for a moment the screwed-up relationship between women and food looked like it could be resolved. In Susie Orbach’s urgent, crusading prose, all was illuminated: diets don’t work because they lead only to bingeing; we eat compulsively to try to soothe inner hurts or we get fat as a subconscious rebellion, to opt out of how society insists we look and behave.

It became an instant classic, a student bookshelf staple, and Orbach’s theories entered the mainstream in a thousand self-help bibles. Yet today women and food are more embattled than ever. Obesity and food disorders – which stem, Orbach believes, from one root cause, the perversion of our natural appetites – are epidemic, while female body-loathing now begins in primary school, extending even into the old folks’ home. “I did not expect,” she says, “to be still writing about this three decades on.”

In an interview promoting her ‘Endangered Species’ campaign, Susie explains.

Mums can help their kids by being aware of their own body issues. The less they go in front of the mirror and say, I look awful, I look too fat, I shouldn’t eat this, the less young girls will grow up thinking this is the way I should be. The more that women can talk about the emotional issues rather than the body issues.

See the full interview with Susie Orbach on body image, the commercialization of happiness and her ‘Endangered Species’ campaign here

Zelda

Image source: The Natural Parent Magazine

* McDonalds IS full of crap but does serve its purpose as a haven for those suffering hangovers, shifting house or requiring a free indoor playground with clean baby-changing facilities!

DeeDee found!

31 May

Thanks to all who helped spread the word. The lil bitch found her way back to her mama!

Glow-Bug’s Lost and Found: Can you help find DeeDee the dog?

30 May

<p>”Dogs are our link to paradise. They don’t know evil or jealousy or discontent. To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring–it was peace.” – Milan Kundera

Mamas we need your help. Through your social networking magic we reunited baby Tyler with his stunning quilt. I believe we can DO IT AGAIN.

Fox terrier/Jack Russell cross, DeeDee went missing from Karori late morning Monday 28 May. She was seen in town (Ghuznee/Willis St) during lunchtime that day. She has a black/brown face, Slightly truncated tail.

The last time she was seen she had a black collar, gold tag with her name & number on it and yellow WCC rego tag. Although she is microchipped she has not been seen at the SPCA

Radio Active have jumped on board to and you can too. If you love dogs the please share this link. Sharing is caring, the more we share the more chance we have of reuniting DeeDee with her mum.

If you have seen her at all or have any information please call:

- Ben on 029 777 4094 anytime

- Naomi on 027 586 3350 anytime or (04) 382 7694 (daytime).

Homemade with the Beekeeper’s Wife: Homemade with the Beekeeper’s son

28 May

Perhaps some of all this doing-it-for-ourselves is rubbing off on the children … RR has lately been having a spate of intense and wild creativity. He’s either a total artistic genius or completely nuts. Naturally I tend to favour the former!

This was one of the first amazing structures he put together: it includes a red pepper, a chainsaw man, chopsticks and a sellotape dispenser.

And here’s some of what followed …

Plasticine ‘worms’, with their creator:

‘Crane’, with corn, handcuffs:

Very complicated structure, including pegs, a travel toothbrush, traintracks, a dollshouse rug, a tiger, a fan, magnets:

And this most recent one, which has to be my favourite: ‘Poppy Seed Head Sculpture’. Aunty Lolo helped take it to its completion, but it was all RR’s initiative and vision. I’m told you never see opium poppies in town any more as they just get nicked. Here in the country one can grow such things!

What a joyous thing; his capacity for creativity seems limitless … What other marvels will he go on to create with those hands…?

The Beekeeper’s Wife

A sleep book you won’t want to sacrificially burn after reading! Giveaway!

26 May

I am hugely excited about the appearance on the market of this book!

Firstly, because I am in awe of Charlotte, who wrote and published it. How amazing is this? She had the initial idea; she wrote it, she coordinated the publication of it from start to finish (I know on a professional level how much that involves: writing, editing, proofreading, typesetting, design, printing) … and she’s the single mother of a two-year-old.

Charlotte and her other little project

Secondly, because I played a couple of parts in the creation of it: I was one of the mums Charlotte interviewed for her core material, and I also copy-edited the text (yes, you can blame me for any misplaced semi-colons).

Thirdly and most importantly (bear with me here, the paragraph above proves me a lot less than subjective; but I ardently assure you I would be saying this anyway) …

because it’s good.

Of all the sleep books I’ve read (or pretended I’ve read, or skimmed and chucked away in disgust) this is the least preachy – it doesn’t tell you How to Get your Baby to Sleep at all: there is no ‘should’ or ‘must’ or ‘will’.

Instead, Peaceful Baby Sleep offers a huge, reassuring, comfortable, snuggly ‘We know how you feel; we’ve got your back’ from Charlotte and a broad collection of mummies who have faced the baby sleep problem. It will make you rethink ‘normal’, validate the supposedly ‘wrong’ strategies you may have been using, and give you strength to soldier onwards with a war chest of practical strategies and a whole collection of veterans’ tales.

This book picked up on a little struggling green sapling of instinct within me and watered it and shone direct sunlight on it and allowed it to grow into fullness and majesty. It validated Miss Bee’s and my experience that ‘cry-it-out’ / sleep training methods are not at all pleasant, and the hope we will get through this together, and the idea that what we’re doing is ok, and good, and right. I am so grateful for that.

You can order Peaceful Baby Sleep here. And … we have a copy of the book to give away! Leave a comment if you want one (of course you want one!) and we’ll pick one lucky reader at the end of the week to receive this lovely thing.

Daisy

Lize’s word on the web: fifty shades of bright red cheeks!

25 May

So I’ve noticed a trend on some of the pages I follow on F(art)Book; it seems that there are mommies far less ‘prudish’ out there in the
world than moi.  *surprise shock – NOT.

It seems quite commonplace to ask a random 900 – 20,000 people what to do about a poor sex life.

Check yourself girlfriend, no judgement; I forget that I’m privileged to have a whole bunch of amazing gorgeous fabulous beautiful strong outrageously courageous women that I can call my closest friends, all mummies, all awesome; so I won’t be too harsh on these anonymous few.

Well I can tell you a very popular piece of advice = read FIFTY SHADES OF GREY!

What’s Fifty Shades of Grey?  A self-help book on “how to have an exceptional relationship” perhaps?

Nope, it’s a porno book!   Well that’s a bit blunt.  It’s a ‘bestselling erotic fiction paperback and e-book by E. L. James‘ -
thanks wiki.  (btw, don’t click on the link to ‘BDSM’ if you’re at work)

I vaguely remember reading a comment about babies being born forth from this era of Fifty Shades … how can one not be intrigued?  To be honest I’m a bit worried about the BDSM reference, not that I’m not a wild cat in the sack, but that seems a bit risky even for me.

I could do a review for you D&Z?  I wouldn’t necessarily give it a spot in the Tuesday page scrunching section though … we could do Saucy Saturdays or Steamy Sundays instead?  That’s a joke, unless you are actually considering a “sexy section” on D&Z!

LOLs aside you know IT sells, right?

Well that’s the only way I’ll be reading it, I’d be wayyyy too embarrassed asking the library lady where they keep their lady porn if I didn’t have a legit reason…. and I’m way too cheap to buy porn.

A bountiful sex-life to you all!
Lusty Lize

WTF: Win a baby on TV

24 May

A baby should not be a reality TV prize.
Image russellmoore.com

A Hollywood production company is taking reality television to a new low. The proposed show Find My Baby A Home will follow desperate couples competing for an adoption.  Auckland businessman Murray Bolton and television producer Martin Cleave pitched this concept at the Cannes market last month.

Cleave told The Diary

“The couples selected will go to a retreat, like on The Bachelor or Survivor, and there is a judging panel who advise the pregnant mother on which couple she should choose to win her baby,”.

He admitted the concept was tough for some to swallow.

“Look, it was a very hard sell. The TV people struggled with the idea at first, until they saw our sizzle reel, and then they saw the emotional journey and the positive story.”

Sure, one couple will leave the show with a secured adoption and live happily ever after. But what about rest, their dreams will be shattered. What will be the psychological damage after they are labelled “not good enough to be parents” in front of a nation?

What about the child – how will he/she feel growing up knowing that he/she was a television prize?

This concept is immoral and unethical. This exploitation should be deemed inappropriate as entertainment  for our screens. But then again, we live in a sad world where Kim Kardashian is the most googled woman and little girls would rather win America’s Next Top Model than the Nobel Peace Prize.

Parenting is not a television sport.

It is what happens when the tv cameras are not rolling that matters.

- Zelda

Pupps Rash: You can get help

24 May

Women with severe PUPPPS often get admitted to psychiatric wards due to the severe pain and sleep deprivation.

In December I shared my story about a distressing pregnancy rash (Pruritic Urticarial Papules and Plaques of Pregnancy or PUPPPs). No medical professional could provide me with relief, let alone a cure. I suffered severely until I met Gillian Parkinson from Le’Esscience.

I have just found out that healer Gillian has gone on to diagnose and cure other women who have suffered from this hideous condition. As Gillian said in one case:

No steroid creams were needed (as her Dr prescribed, but she didn’t use) – 100% natural & pure ingredients were used – how good is that!

Gillian, we salute you! Check out here blog here.

Le’Esscience: 100% natural aromatology

Zelda

Tina Fey: Prayer for My Daughter

24 May
This is one of my many favorite excerpts from Tina Fey’s autobiography Bossypants. Every mother to be should take time to read this book!
Enjoy,
Zelda

Tina Fey: ‘Prayer for My Daughter’

“First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU logo stain her tender haunches.May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s eye, not the Beauty.When the Crystal Meth is offered, May she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half And stick with Beer.Guide her, protect her When crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes And not have to wear high heels.

What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit.

May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.

Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen. Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping in cars will wait.

O Lord, break the Internet forever, That she may be spared the misspelled invective of her peers And the online marketing campaign for Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed.

And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister, Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.

And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back.

“My mother did this for me once,” she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes.”

Out there on the internet: A monkey wearing a tuxedo made of bacon

23 May

This must be the cutest letter from a child I have ever read.  How cool must have Mr. Ramon felt receiving this? I would say that the highest compliment one could ever receive would be to have an offer of a

200 story castle where unicorn servants will feed you doughnuts off their horns

Bless you Flint, you are awesome!

Zelda

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