I’m sorry my “blog roll” is not up and running yet. It’s the most important thing of all. I feel bereft. I can’t immediately pop over to Tanzania or Cape Town or Melbourne to see how you are all doing with the click of a switch.
I’m working on. My favourite lists of places to visit will be up and running soon. I promise.















November 16th, 2009 at 6:32 am
I sympathise, my daughter is a large girl, and I also fought “the flab” when I was younger.
I pretty much grew out of it as I got into my twenties. I don’t know if it was being responsible for myself or just a change in my body, but it became much easier to loose and maintain weight as I got older. I now sit around 70 kilos, which is comfortable for me.
I’m taking the education and health approach with my daughter, but letting her know that it’s OK to be big, but you can still be healthy.
My girl and I have so much more depth that the skinny pretties do, and I include my own nieces in that judgement, and that makes me very sad. People talk to us because they like us, not our flat tummies or perky boobs.
Maybe the husband needs to get over the shallow physical appearance stuff and just learn to love his son. Does he ever think that maybe the overeating might be a compensation for his father leaving? Maybe Dad carries a lot of guilt over that one too. And so he should.
I’m a harder person than you, I know you’re doing a great job keeping the ties between the family open, but sometimes you just have to say “No, I don’t agree with you”, if that is your stand. I take my hat off to you, I’d be talking through the solicitors by now. As a matter of fact, in the past, I have. And it worked, in my case because it took the power from him as he no longer had the effect on me that he had in the past.
What worries me is what message is your son getting about his size from his dad? There’s nothing worse than not being accepted by your parents, especially for such superficial reasons.
This is a hard one mate, good luck with whatever decision you need to make.
Also, love the new site, I can actually get onto this one from work, your other one was classed as social networking and they wouldn’t let me in.
Happy birthday too!
November 16th, 2009 at 9:15 am
Thanks Deb. Yes. Agree with all you’ve said. I have said I don’t agree and that I’d think about it. I think I’m going to buy him a skipping rope to use in the morning and try not to let him get a complex Lx
November 16th, 2009 at 6:53 am
He’s powerplaying again. If he wants it to happen, why doesn’t he organise it? And has he checked that your son is happy with what sounds like a hellish regime? Don’t let him push you around. xx
November 16th, 2009 at 9:13 am
Thanks Di, I know. Way too hellish for that time of the morning Lx
November 17th, 2009 at 6:19 am
Even without considering how your son would cope with it all, this regime would make your mornings hell. If you’re anything like me in the mornings, there is no way you will have time to drive him around to your ex’s, rush home for 15 mins, then hop back in the car and go and pick him up while juggling preparation of healthy, nutritious breakfasts and school lunches for all 3 of your children!! I think it’s outrageous to be asked to do it and yet again I am shocked and saddened that your ex thinks its a reasonable request. K x
November 17th, 2009 at 7:25 am
Thanks lovely aussie friend – when I told him it would be difficult to do he said that I didn’t do anything in the mornings anyway!! Lx
November 17th, 2009 at 11:57 am
This sounds like a bonkers idea. I think it’s his age – both mine were chunky at that age and now are absolutely fine. The skipping rope is a great idea, though. Love the new look!! Gorgeous, though I so can’t identify with you as a large purple elephant’s bottom, you are waaaay too elegant and lovely.
November 17th, 2009 at 3:18 pm
Thanks DD for your comments – good to hear your kids now fine but have bought the skipping rope today. Thanks re new look! Lxx