Comments on: Signs of the times http://mdbenoit.com/blog/2008/04/28/signs-of-the-times/ Reflections on reality in fiction and fiction in reality. Book Reviews, art, oddities, and comments on life from Science Fiction Mystery Author M. D. Benoit Thu, 20 Nov 2008 18:46:08 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.5 By: M. D. Benoit http://mdbenoit.com/blog/2008/04/28/signs-of-the-times/#comment-11454 M. D. Benoit Sun, 04 May 2008 10:55:25 +0000 http://mdbenoit.com/blog/?p=392#comment-11454 Couldn't have said it better myself. Thanks, Stephe. Couldn’t have said it better myself. Thanks, Stephe.

]]> By: stephe http://mdbenoit.com/blog/2008/04/28/signs-of-the-times/#comment-11401 stephe Sat, 03 May 2008 07:25:32 +0000 http://mdbenoit.com/blog/?p=392#comment-11401 The little boy in the article telling his mom her stomach looked pruny and ugly (or something to that effect) really pissed me off. My son, as a little boy, valued me just as I was. He loved my flabby tummy as a part of me, particularly as that was the part he'd grown in and been nurtured in. (And put it this way--he wouldn't have gotten away with insulting me, as this kid probably did. I'm his mother, not his friend, or his pal, and as such I will be respected and he would get educated on how to treat people.) Even now, as an adult, and while growing up, J.T. takes great pride in introducing me to everyone he knows as his mom, and showing how much we love each other, no matter where I happen to be sagging or bagging. When I lose some weight, or tone something up with exercise, he supports and congratulates me, of course. But he loves me unconditionally as I am, because of all the sacrifices I made to raise him. And he'd come down like an anvil on anyone who disrespected me because of my bulges. So there. :-) *that part of the rant over* And shouldn't kiddie have a more realistic picture of surgery anyway, that mommy will be hurting for a little while, but then she'll be okay? And that this is not some walk in the park, we must be careful? There are few things more sad to see than an overly sheltered in a bubble child who is suddenly faced with something bad in life and has NO idea how to handle it, because s/he wasn't properly prepared. The little boy in the article telling his mom her stomach looked pruny and ugly (or something to that effect) really pissed me off. My son, as a little boy, valued me just as I was. He loved my flabby tummy as a part of me, particularly as that was the part he’d grown in and been nurtured in. (And put it this way–he wouldn’t have gotten away with insulting me, as this kid probably did. I’m his mother, not his friend, or his pal, and as such I will be respected and he would get educated on how to treat people.)

Even now, as an adult, and while growing up, J.T. takes great pride in introducing me to everyone he knows as his mom, and showing how much we love each other, no matter where I happen to be sagging or bagging. When I lose some weight, or tone something up with exercise, he supports and congratulates me, of course. But he loves me unconditionally as I am, because of all the sacrifices I made to raise him. And he’d come down like an anvil on anyone who disrespected me because of my bulges.

So there. :-) *that part of the rant over*

And shouldn’t kiddie have a more realistic picture of surgery anyway, that mommy will be hurting for a little while, but then she’ll be okay? And that this is not some walk in the park, we must be careful? There are few things more sad to see than an overly sheltered in a bubble child who is suddenly faced with something bad in life and has NO idea how to handle it, because s/he wasn’t properly prepared.

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