Thursday, October 8, 2009
Blogtober Day 8: Breathing space
This is the second largest aquarium in the world Kuroshio Sea. The music is a song by Barcelona called Please Don't go.
Enjoy the peace x
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Dinner Time
I am meant to be taking photos of breakfast but I didn't have any today so I felt the photo would not be overly interesting so instead here is what we had for dinner. Homemade pizza with pancetta, baby spinach and blue cheese with sav blanc
Thank you to my lovely mum who watched the madam today and tonight so I could go and get my hair done and have a bit of me time! Thank you....it was much needed x
Thank you to my lovely mum who watched the madam today and tonight so I could go and get my hair done and have a bit of me time! Thank you....it was much needed x
Blogtoberfest Day 7 Soapbox
I have been reading a variety of magazines, blogs, books, etc about raising girls pretty much since I found out I was having one. I don't know if it is harder to raise a girl than a boy - I honestly suspect there are just as many issues either way but I am finding as the parent of a daughter there seems to be so many ' fine lines' or even just completely blurred ones.
One of my concerns is that the madam grow up with body image in tact. As a teenager and a twenty something I spent many a dollar and a lot of my time popping numerous magic pills that promised to make me teeny tiny, I would for go food for alcohol as I got older as that is just what you did to maintain some sense of tummy flatness in order to have a party hard lifestyle.
Now that I am thirty (bloody hell how did that happen) I am almost ( and yes I say almost) comfortable with me. I exercise for health, I eat for sustenance, yeas I may still have a little to much wine and pull my top down a little to often to cover the wobbly bits but I am getting there. I don't want it to take my daughter this long or for her to think she is more or less worthy of a happy life because of the way she looks.
Okay the two things that brought this rant on are......Dora is getting a make over. Dora the Explorer is a saviour for me. As children are exposed to popular culture through a variety of mediums the Madam has embraced Dora. She is a lovely, healthy, Spanish adventure girl who wears no nonsense clothes and has a monkey as a best friend. She looks like this
She is confident, fearless, articulate and loving. She is a saviour for those times where well meaning friends and family wish to give the madam movies or gifts - 'Oh she loves Dora' has been a catch cry to solve potential disastrous situations. You know the ones where your kids get a present that in you feel doesn't quite fit the bill and then you try to make it 'disappear' and of course it is the one thing they totally freak over.
Anyway according to news this is what Dora will look like fairly soon:
Call me cynical but is there not already Bratz and Barbie to fulfill this criteria? Why does Dora need a make over? What accessories will come with the new Dora? This is what I found:
According to news reports:
The creators of Dora the Explorer, a favorite character among preschoolers that teaches kids English and Spanish, say they are just making her move with the times.
"For nearly ten years, Dora the Explorer has had such a strong following among preschoolers, catapulting it into the number one preschool show on commercial television," said Mattel's vice president of marketing.
"Girls really identify with Dora and we knew that girls would love to have their friend Dora grow up with them, and experience the new things that they were going through themselves.
"The brand captures girls' existing love of Dora and marries it with the fashion doll play and online experiences older girls enjoy."
Sorry not really doing it for me - give me the Dora we have any day. The Dora that comes with a back pack and a map, the one that encourages my two year old,to get outside and look at the world around her, the one that doesn't make her fuss about what she is wearing.
And........
While I am on my soapbox why are large chain stores selling bras and make up for three year olds. We spend many a taxpayers and a parents dollar in an effort to study the effects of the early sexualisation of of children - predominately girls. Yes I know there is the argument of ' if you don't want it don't buy it' - but really do these items need to be available? Yes many children will dress up in mums clothes, use mums make up - but I believe that there is a huge difference between playing dress up and a preschooler actually having their own make up and/or bra collection. Do our girls really need to go through all of this before they can right their own name?
(Images from Mattel and Nickolodean)
One of my concerns is that the madam grow up with body image in tact. As a teenager and a twenty something I spent many a dollar and a lot of my time popping numerous magic pills that promised to make me teeny tiny, I would for go food for alcohol as I got older as that is just what you did to maintain some sense of tummy flatness in order to have a party hard lifestyle.
Now that I am thirty (bloody hell how did that happen) I am almost ( and yes I say almost) comfortable with me. I exercise for health, I eat for sustenance, yeas I may still have a little to much wine and pull my top down a little to often to cover the wobbly bits but I am getting there. I don't want it to take my daughter this long or for her to think she is more or less worthy of a happy life because of the way she looks.
Okay the two things that brought this rant on are......Dora is getting a make over. Dora the Explorer is a saviour for me. As children are exposed to popular culture through a variety of mediums the Madam has embraced Dora. She is a lovely, healthy, Spanish adventure girl who wears no nonsense clothes and has a monkey as a best friend. She looks like this
She is confident, fearless, articulate and loving. She is a saviour for those times where well meaning friends and family wish to give the madam movies or gifts - 'Oh she loves Dora' has been a catch cry to solve potential disastrous situations. You know the ones where your kids get a present that in you feel doesn't quite fit the bill and then you try to make it 'disappear' and of course it is the one thing they totally freak over.
Anyway according to news this is what Dora will look like fairly soon:
Call me cynical but is there not already Bratz and Barbie to fulfill this criteria? Why does Dora need a make over? What accessories will come with the new Dora? This is what I found:
According to news reports:
The creators of Dora the Explorer, a favorite character among preschoolers that teaches kids English and Spanish, say they are just making her move with the times.
"For nearly ten years, Dora the Explorer has had such a strong following among preschoolers, catapulting it into the number one preschool show on commercial television," said Mattel's vice president of marketing.
"Girls really identify with Dora and we knew that girls would love to have their friend Dora grow up with them, and experience the new things that they were going through themselves.
"The brand captures girls' existing love of Dora and marries it with the fashion doll play and online experiences older girls enjoy."
Sorry not really doing it for me - give me the Dora we have any day. The Dora that comes with a back pack and a map, the one that encourages my two year old,to get outside and look at the world around her, the one that doesn't make her fuss about what she is wearing.
And........
While I am on my soapbox why are large chain stores selling bras and make up for three year olds. We spend many a taxpayers and a parents dollar in an effort to study the effects of the early sexualisation of of children - predominately girls. Yes I know there is the argument of ' if you don't want it don't buy it' - but really do these items need to be available? Yes many children will dress up in mums clothes, use mums make up - but I believe that there is a huge difference between playing dress up and a preschooler actually having their own make up and/or bra collection. Do our girls really need to go through all of this before they can right their own name?
(Images from Mattel and Nickolodean)
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Blogtoberfest Day 6: Bright Neurotic Breakfast
Yes this shake is my neurotic breakfast smoothie -
a handful of blueberries for antioxidants to stop me looking old
bee pollen to counteract internal damage from outside sources (read: too many red wines and peter Stuyvesant cigarettes)
Organic banana to supposedly stop any throat or mouth germs
Protein powder (to make me 5'10 and a size 6)
Organic milk for calcium to stop my hunchback of notredame look from developing
Organic yogurt for same as above
But of course it is all just so I can be healthy and at one with the universe x
Over at ***abbytryagain*** there is a whole week of breakfast along with stunning photos and just all round general loveliness x
Monday, October 5, 2009
Blogtoberfest 5: Butter wouldn't melt
Makes you forget that she dug a hole to china in my herb garden
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Blogtober fest Day 4: Smoosh me
This weekend I acheved some of what I need to do and not all of what I wanted - but so be it!
We managed to sneak in a fair amount of park play! The madam has managed to go to four this weekend - and I was able to save some fruit by making some fresh oj & pear and apple smoosh - I am sure there is a more technical term but it works . Great on yoghurt and to fulfill some of those sweet tooth desires!
Oh and I joined the seemingly huge blogtoberfest - click on the icon on the right of the page and follow the links all around......
Friday, October 2, 2009
Yes there is an us
The Mr and I are complete opposites. We have had totally different upbringings, have very different friends, experiences everything. We have opposite politics ( I'm left he is right), beliefs, different tastes in music, food, movies. I think in the last five years we have only agreed on two songs, three movies and one meal! You get the idea that we are a classic case of opposites attract.
The madam was a planned pregnancy. I was told I could not have children and that if , by chance I did get pregnant, it would take a significant amount of time. The same doctor that told us this also gave us the positive result after we had been trying to get pregnant for four weeks......so go figure.
In the last, almost three years, the Mr and I have probably discovered just how opposite we are. He did not cope at all when the Madam was born. He has never hidden or denied this so he is not fussed with me writing about it. He did not cope when I was in labour and for a long time there after.
He has openly admitted that he did not realise that this tiny person would take so much of me away from him. I know it sounds totally ridiculous but he seriously has never been able to share me. He has some very deep seeded issues from childhood that after having our girl were definitely brought out.
It was very hard on him to see life suddenly dedicated to this tiny girl who was totally dependant on me. The more he resented her the more she attached to me. Sometimes I would have to get someone to look after her just so she could have a break from him and he could have the 'Katy time' he needed.
I am, by nature, a fairly calm person but yes this situation has had me 'on a bridge' (so to speak) more times than I can count. Listening to others talk about how united they were at parenting, how their partners looked after the kids so they could have 'me' time, etc - it had me crying in my car a lot. In fact I do believe my lovely car as had to listen to my ranting, tears, etc more than any other inadament object.
Yes, at times both of us thought of ending the relationship. There were many reasons to leave but one kept us together. Above all the stupid things that have happened in the last three years we loved each other. I always said I wanted to find someone that had two elements to him;
1. That I could have just as good a time with just the two of us as I have with my friends.
2. I have to be able to wake up next to him and think this is still going to be good when we are eighty.
He has them.
Anyway, after numerous books, talking with each other and some beautiful people that seemed to come into our lives, experiences, etc we seem to be coming to the light at the end of the tunnel. I tried desperately to shield the madam from any of this, not once has she ever heard us fight and never has she wanted for anyone or anything and they have a great relationship now. I guess I wont know if the way her dad had to discover being a father had any impact on her until she gets older but as for now I think she is doing okay.
He is not perfect, mind you neither am I and we both have our good and bad days as far as parenting or just existing goes. But I think, or I guess I feel, that now we are really a family and it is kinda cool.
The madam was a planned pregnancy. I was told I could not have children and that if , by chance I did get pregnant, it would take a significant amount of time. The same doctor that told us this also gave us the positive result after we had been trying to get pregnant for four weeks......so go figure.
In the last, almost three years, the Mr and I have probably discovered just how opposite we are. He did not cope at all when the Madam was born. He has never hidden or denied this so he is not fussed with me writing about it. He did not cope when I was in labour and for a long time there after.
He has openly admitted that he did not realise that this tiny person would take so much of me away from him. I know it sounds totally ridiculous but he seriously has never been able to share me. He has some very deep seeded issues from childhood that after having our girl were definitely brought out.
It was very hard on him to see life suddenly dedicated to this tiny girl who was totally dependant on me. The more he resented her the more she attached to me. Sometimes I would have to get someone to look after her just so she could have a break from him and he could have the 'Katy time' he needed.
I am, by nature, a fairly calm person but yes this situation has had me 'on a bridge' (so to speak) more times than I can count. Listening to others talk about how united they were at parenting, how their partners looked after the kids so they could have 'me' time, etc - it had me crying in my car a lot. In fact I do believe my lovely car as had to listen to my ranting, tears, etc more than any other inadament object.
Yes, at times both of us thought of ending the relationship. There were many reasons to leave but one kept us together. Above all the stupid things that have happened in the last three years we loved each other. I always said I wanted to find someone that had two elements to him;
1. That I could have just as good a time with just the two of us as I have with my friends.
2. I have to be able to wake up next to him and think this is still going to be good when we are eighty.
He has them.
Anyway, after numerous books, talking with each other and some beautiful people that seemed to come into our lives, experiences, etc we seem to be coming to the light at the end of the tunnel. I tried desperately to shield the madam from any of this, not once has she ever heard us fight and never has she wanted for anyone or anything and they have a great relationship now. I guess I wont know if the way her dad had to discover being a father had any impact on her until she gets older but as for now I think she is doing okay.
He is not perfect, mind you neither am I and we both have our good and bad days as far as parenting or just existing goes. But I think, or I guess I feel, that now we are really a family and it is kinda cool.
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