<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023217</id><updated>2011-09-19T00:30:17.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Naughty Mommy Reviews</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023217/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Naughty Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08108092152877578308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023217.post-117063067952178051</id><published>2007-02-04T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:17:48.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loving my dear friend Rachel Sarah's brand spankin' new book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Single Mom Seeking: Playdates, Blind Dates, and Other Dispatches from the Dating World (Paperback) by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.amazon.com/Single-Mom-Seeking-Playdates-Dispatches/dp/1580051669/sr=1-1/qid=1170630717/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/102-2037714-9462529?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on my major To-Do reading list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mating in Captivity: Reconciling the Erotic and the Domestic (Hardcover) by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.amazon.com/Mating-Captivity-Reconciling-Erotic-Domestic/dp/0060753633/sr=8-1/qid=1170630272/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/102-2037714-9462529?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esther Perel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023217-117063067952178051?l=thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/117063067952178051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023217&amp;postID=117063067952178051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023217/posts/default/117063067952178051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023217/posts/default/117063067952178051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com/2007/02/loving-my-dear-friend-rachel-sarahs.html' title=''/><author><name>The Naughty Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08108092152877578308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023217.post-113505743711290025</id><published>2005-12-19T21:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T09:49:03.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Milky Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6681/1944/400/0743211472.01.TZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A Review of Fresh Milk:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The Secret Life of Breasts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0743211472/literarymama-20/103-7552619-7647048"&gt;Fresh Milk: The Secret Life of Breasts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Fiona Giles&lt;br /&gt;Simon and Shuster, 2003; paperback, $13.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Review by Heidi Raykeil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;In her new book &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0743211472/literarymama-20"&gt;Fresh Milk: The Secret Life of Breasts&lt;/a&gt;, feminist scholar Fiona Giles takes on the image problem of breasts in this double-D obsessed society and "outs" breasts for being what they are: functional.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Giles has compiled, through interviews, surveys, questionnaires, and extensive historical and literary research, a book that is packed with lactation information and rumination.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Although most of the people who responded to her questionnaires and surveys had somehow managed to fit breastfeeding into their lives, this isn't a rigid how-to manual, or a preachy breast-is-best diatribe. Rather, it's what Giles calls in her introduction, "a galaxy of voices, a narrative milky way." Giles hopes that by presenting lactation in all its glory and pain she will, "reach to a wider, and a wilder space in which breast feeding might more freely ebb and flow." By showing the extremes, she hopes to create a place where we all feel safer and more comfortable with the middle stuff. And for the most part, it works.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;As someone who was personally in breast-feeding hell for the first three months of my now-almost-three-years-old-and-still-nursing daughter's life, by the end of the book I felt like all my early nursing horror stories and my now much-discussed choice to keep nursing were pretty darn unremarkable.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;From the riveting stats on nursing mothers' breast health (a 4.3 % reduction in breast cancer per year of nursing!) to the history of wet nursing, to the fetish of adult nursing, Giles produces a book that has me ready with a whole new arsenal of interesting facts to spout the next time I get asked if I'll still be nursing my daughter when she goes off to college.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Beginning with the ancient connection between the universe and lactation (galaxy and lactation come from the same root word, galactic) and ending with her personal family history of breastfeeding, Giles has the writing and research chops to really explore lactation, drawing out important points with charm and clarity. The facts she presents are the meat and potatoes of this book, and left me feeling, as my mother-in-law likes to say after Thanksgiving, "perfectly over-full."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Giles falters, however, when she leaves her comfortable domain of facts and heads into storytelling. According to Giles, "the power of a story is to create a wilderness territory that is also safe." The problem is that many of the stories Giles uses aren't hers to tell. They are composites of stories people shared with her, edited from interviews, or from transcribed monologues, or fictionalizations based on e-mail exchanges.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Beyond the problem of the confusion in trying to decipher where Giles' voice stops and the characters' voices begin, the stories, even though based in truth, don't have the emotional truth to them that the rest of the book has. Although these accounts are not poorly written, I often found myself asking, "Who are these people and where are they from?" The characters didn't feel like real people that one might know in real, regular life.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;However, when Giles leaves the storytelling to others, she wins again. Gayle Brandeis' "Mammatocumulus" brings us back to the sky, with a fluid, milky ode to nursing. Belinda Luscombe's "Let Down" is an honest and funny account of her shock at the physical pain involved in breastfeeding that no one warned her about. Luscombe's first sentence wryly sums things up: "The other day I thought I was having a heart attack. But nope, it turns out I was just breastfeeding again." And Allison Bartlett's "Thinking Through Breasts" is a thoughtful excerpt from a larger essay exploring the life of a feminist academic mother trying to integrate breastfeeding into life.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Despite also suffering from a bad case of structural confusion (loosely defined chapters begin and end with no particular clarity or common theme) no one can deny that &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0743211472/literarymama-20"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Milk&lt;/a&gt; is an original and important book. Maybe Giles wants readers to get lost, to find themselves alternately confused and caught up in her ample material, stirring them up, unsettling them so the seeds of a new way of thinking about breasts can begin to take root.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Like the seemingly endless stars in the sky, there are seemingly endless ways women choose to nourish their children, and this book helps us remember that. In her afterword, Giles says the way forward is to "concern ourselves less with feeding 'the right way,' and more with the right to feed." Although I'm pretty sure I'll never use the lacta-licious recipes for breastmilk ice cream and "pump"kin pie, or understand the Society for Nursing Couples, I am positive that opening our hearts and minds to all of the options out there can only help in the work we do supporting our children, our selves and our society to fully progress and shine. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:hraykeil@comcast.net"&gt;Heidi Raykeil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; lives in Seattle with her family. She is a regular contributor to Literary Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023217-113505743711290025?l=thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/113505743711290025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023217&amp;postID=113505743711290025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023217/posts/default/113505743711290025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023217/posts/default/113505743711290025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com/2005/12/milky-way.html' title='The Milky Way'/><author><name>The Naughty Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08108092152877578308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20023217.post-113505738009344439</id><published>2005-12-19T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T21:43:00.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cool For Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1580050514/literarymama-20/103-7552619-7647048?creative=125581&amp;camp=2321&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;link_code=as1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6681/1944/400/1580050514.01.TZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1580050514/literarymama-20/103-7552619-7647048?creative=125581&amp;camp=2321&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;link_code=as1"&gt;Breeder: Real Life Stories from the New Generation of Mothers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Ariel Gore and Bee Lavender&lt;br /&gt;Seal Press, 2001; Paperback, $16.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;Review by Heidi Raykeil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Motherhood gets a much needed makeover in this ultra-cool anthology put together by &lt;a href="http://www.hipmama.com/"&gt;Hip Mama&lt;/a&gt; editors Ariel Gore and Bee Lavender. This book is chock full of real life-in-the-trenches stories by women who, as Gore says in the introduction, chose to have their kids "while, not instead of, following our other dreams."&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;These are stories by teen moms, pilot moms, vagabond moms, women of color moms, gay moms, fat moms, you name it. And not only is the diversity of the individual contributors a welcome respite from the do-it-all-with-a-smile supermom voices usually put out there, but the topics are original too; the authors delve head first into things usually reserved for the therapist's office: mental illness, infertility, teen pregnancy, sick babies, unassisted birth and more.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;That said, I have to admit it was hard for me to get into this book. For one thing, I was pretty sure I wasn't hip enough to be reading it. After all, I am over 30(!) and married (to a man!) and although "tattoo" was one of my daughter's first words, both of mine are in spots I generally tend to keep covered these days.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;I was also immediately put off by the IN-YOUR-FACE, I'm SO &lt;i&gt;wacky&lt;/i&gt;, SO &lt;i&gt;alternative&lt;/i&gt;, tone that permeates the book. Ok, already! I get it! You're really f*ing cool! And I'm about as wild as a shoe. But now what do you have to say? &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;And here's the thing. Behind all that over amped alterna-bravada these mothers really do have something to say. Important stuff! Stuff us regular mothers are interested in! Stuff we can identify with! Good stuff!&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;That's the irony of this book.  Although it touts itself as proof of that famous 70's mantra from &lt;i&gt;Free to Be...You and Me&lt;/i&gt;, "Mommies can be...anything they want to be," the real meat of this book lies in those pieces that show us not how unique mothers can be, but how similar we are. How we all long for connection, and fear for our children and dream hearty dreams for them, all the while doing the best we can with who we are and what we have. It's a surprisingly hopeful book, coming from such a cynical generation; it's almost as if, gulp, we're growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gems like Joy Castro's "Edging" and Yantra Bertrelli's "Becoming His Mother" choicely illustrate the universal fear that all mothers face-that we might one day lose our babies, whether to an accident or to their biological mother. Australia Sims "Calls from Another Planet" and Allison Crews' amazingly teen angst-less and insanely well written "When I Was Garbage" show us some very grown-up acts of forgiveness: in Sims' case it's forgiving her mother for her mental illness, in Crews' it's forgiving herself for an unplanned teen pregnancy, giving her a big dose of courage to fight for the life she really wants. &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;And just when things get a little too serious, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1580050514/literarymama-20"&gt;Breeder&lt;/a&gt; brightens things up with "Similarities and Differences", Kimberly Bright's funny little list comparing toddlers and bad boyfriends, and Gayle Brandeis' laugh out loud and eeeeeeww-that's-so-gross, "Pinworm Patrol." &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Ultimately, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1580050514/literarymama-20"&gt;Breeder&lt;/a&gt; pays off. The stories are short and easy to read, making it very overworked-mom-friendly. This book would be a great gift for new and expectant moms, especially those striving to be sexy cool mom instead of soccer mom. Don't let the cool factor of this book scare you off. Behind the tattoos and cool grrrl 'tude lie stories about one of the most radical things a mother can do: hope to do better for her kids.&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heidi Raykeil&lt;/b&gt; lives in Seattle with her husband, daughter and two dogs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20023217-113505738009344439?l=thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/113505738009344439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20023217&amp;postID=113505738009344439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023217/posts/default/113505738009344439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20023217/posts/default/113505738009344439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thenaughtymommyreviews.blogspot.com/2005/12/too-cool-for-preschool.html' title='Too Cool For Preschool'/><author><name>The Naughty Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08108092152877578308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
