This is usually time for the celeb mommies-to-be to wax poetic about just how much they have loved being pregnant, how those nine months of creating new life was about the most magical experience they could imagine. Maybe they’ve already started working on their new maternity clothing line.
So, when I read that actually, Ms. Mowry feels like she has been pregnant forever, I took notice.
Really? Because that sounds down right ... normal.
I quickly looked up the blog the “Sister, Sister” actress writes for “People.” Sure enough, Mowry acknowledges that in these last days leading up to her due date (tomorrow), she has had enough. She has been Googling old wives tales about how to induce labor naturally.
Not that she’s going to try all of those methods, or even expects them to work.
But it’s better than focusing on the sleepless nights, trips to the bathroom, problems with spicy food, and all of those first-time parent-to-be concerns, such as “Am I going to totally mess up this mom thing?”
“At this point you can either laugh or cry,” she writes.
I feel that way now, and I’m just starting my third trimester.
Mowry, for one, says she has chosen to laugh. Which would raise her to the top of my favorite-celeb-mom list, if I kept one.
(Take that, Reese Witherspoon in your one month post-baby skinny jeans.)
(Style Network viewers might remember watching Tia in the lead-up to the birth of her baby boy last year; the reality show "Tia & Tamera" followed Tia’s pregnancy and Tamera’s wedding planning.)
Already, Tamera Mowry says, she is learning some of the major lessons of parenting: patience, and the acceptance that really, you have very little control.
“If I have yet to learn patience, my son is in the process of teaching me now. I have learned that I am not in control and that he will decide when he comes. However, I have not been as receptive as I want to be to his timing. If I am completely honest … at this stage, I want this baby out!”
That, my pregnant friends, is a celebrity role model.
The leaves are starting to fall from the trees in Beijing, but there are no crunchy piles for children to jump in. In China, leaves are immediately swept up by the legions of workers who attack them with ragged-edge straw brooms that look ready for a Halloween witch.
But daily life in China’s capital city is not especially Halloween friendly, even though you’ll see occasional decorations. In a local mall, pumpkin decals cover the sliding glass doors under the heading, “Amazing Halloween.” Inside the mall is a large display with plastic pumpkins and a fake-looking haunted house façade. Meanwhile, the expat-friendly restaurants are advertising Halloween parties for children and teenagers.
But try to find some candy corn in this town. The Chinese don’t quite get our western obsession with sweets. “Fruit is Not. A. Dessert,” my daughter’s friend Emily says drily. What I wouldn’t give for those little “fun” sized boxes of malted milk balls. One mother plaintively asked on one listserv: “I am looking for a bakery that can make Halloween cupcakes and treats for my child’s school…Also, is there a store that sells bags of Halloween candy?” So far, no one has responded to her. Another friend has spent the last week or so hunting for a costume for her two-year-old. “I may just have to paint whiskers on his face and let him wear kitty ears,” she says with a sigh.
Our expat-heavy apartment complex celebrated Halloween in our own way. It took place on the Saturday before Halloween, Saturday being a more-convenient time than the middle of the week, in the same way many Americans push their Thanksgiving celebrations to the weekend after the fourth Thursday to accommodate schools and work schedules.
Where we live, called Seasons Park, one mother took on the thankless task of organizing the Halloween party. After she ran the party last year, the management suggested that one party was enough and she should forgo this year’s gathering. They claimed the festivities were “not harmonious,” an irony not lost on all of us who had lived through a week of Chinese new year fireworks set off outside our bedroom windows starting at 6:30 a.m
This mother’s reaction was to promptly plan this year’s event. Interestingly, the e-mail she sent out to our apartment complex got positive responses from about 50 Chinese families and only 15 western ones. Part of the advertising problem is that posters she put up inside the complex’s 24 or so apartment towers are promptly removed, so word got out by listserv, e-mail, and conversation.
All this is happening in the context of the looming 18th Party Congress, set to begin Nov. 8. The Telegraph writes, “China Cracks Down on Dissent as Handover of Power Nears,” and describes a number of dissidents and petitioners who have been locked up or asked to stay away from Beijing. That article, not surprisingly, takes almost a minute to open online, even with a VPN that allows users to log on to Facebook and Twitter, still banned in China. In fact, the Internet runs more sluggishly these days, which always seems to happen when China is undergoing big things like leadership changes.
Even the American Chamber of Commerce seems a little, well, spooked, sending out this message about an Oct. 30 event: “the Women in Technology Panel will not be hosted in the Google conference center due to security issues. This event will be rescheduled to a new date and venue, and the details will be announced shortly.”
Back in our little expat haven, the plan was for the little ones to gather in the amphitheater in the center of the complex where they could admire each other’s costumes, pretend to eat a healthy snack, and then go door to door to collect candy. They had a list of apartment numbers where people have agreed to hand out treats. We’ve managed to find some miniature Snickers bars, individually wrapped marshmallows, and something called Trolli sour fries, which are yellow sugar-coated candies that are supposed to resemble a packet of French fries. Don’t ask.
The trick-or-treat portion of the holiday has also lost a little of its punch, since the treats are only being given out by pre-approved families, and no one dares to toss toilet paper over the gingko trees or egg the local Sichuan restaurant.
Despite the tame nature of the festival, the party (not the Party) was cut short this year. Management is concerned, the Halloween planner writes by e-mail, that “we will look like a protest in the election year and somebody could call the police.”
But in truth, the celebration was pretty subdued – unless you count the little boy who refused to don his incredibly cute homemade helicopter costume, preferring to push a stroller down the sidewalk. He'll be a rickshaw driver instead, his mother said with a shrug.
I did notice a man in a dark suit walking officiously away toward the end of the gathering, which drew about 200 people, mainly Chinese. I heard that the organizer, decked out in purple balloons to look like a bunch of grapes, was told it had to end at 5:15 promptly. And it did.
We immediately got several rounds of trick or treaters, who yelled "HELLO!" and grabbed handfuls of candy from the bowl I held out even as I said, "Yiga! Yiga! Just one!" Their parents stood in the elevator door snapping pictures of the whole scene.
So what started out as potentially threatening, ended up with the usual mob of toddlers dressed up like pumpkins and pirates. And I decided not to risk showing up at the party as the Dalai Lama. Now that would have been spooky.
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For years, families struck a balance between store-bought and homemade Halloween costumes. But these days, do-it-yourself Halloween costumes are out; store-bought costumes are a $2.87 billion business.
What does this mean for consumers? Well, for one thing, we’re seeing a lot of costumes that reproduce tired gender stereotypes. Sex sells, and in an $8 billion seasonal industry, it seems designers and retailers are maximizing profits by creating more and more “sexy” costumes for women and girls.
In today’s relatively new, hyper-commercial Halloween, it’s become an expectation for females to dress in sexually provocative ways – even when costumed as, say, a children’s cartoon character, like Nemo from "Finding Nemo," or a mundanely macabre item like a body bag. Are you a man? Your body bag Halloween costume will resemble an actual body bag. Are you a woman? The ladies’ version of a body bag costume will be (drum roll…) a skimpy dress with a hood that zips over your head. Seriously.
Adding insult to injury, the definition of “sexy” applied to the majority of women’s Halloween costumes is appallingly narrow. Tiny dresses with a lot of revealed skin available in a very limited range of sizes make it clear: Mainstream, readily-available “sexy” costumes aren’t being made for the full-figured, despite the fact that a size 14 is the average American woman’s size.
The typical sexy Halloween costumes divide women and shortchange young girls by conveying the same old message: If you don’t fit our society’s narrow beauty ideal, this culture doesn’t want to think of you as being sexually desirable. So you’d better focus on your appearance above all else. Note that even the new “sexy” costume for Ursula the Sea Witch from The Little Mermaid is scaled down, available in tiny sizes, even though the original character from the film is a confident, full-figured woman – which seems really incongruous.
Unfortunately, as parents of young girls know, today’s girls’ Halloween costumes are highly sexualized, too. This reinforces the same unhealthy messages about what female bodies are considered desirable and undesirable in our culture.
Although the issue is not just with costumes modeled after sexualized dolls, Bratz and Monster High costumes are a perennial source of concern; several years ago, in her book "The Lolita Effect," Gigi Durham wrote:
"Last Halloween, a five-year-old girl showed up at my doorstep decked out in a tube top, gauzy miniskirt, platform shoes, and glittering eye shadow. The outfit projected a rather tawdry adult sexuality. “I’m a Bratz!” the tot piped up proudly, brandishing a look-alike doll clutched in her chubby fist. I had an instant, dizzying flashback to an image of a child prostitute I had seen in Cambodia, dressed in a disturbingly similar outfit."
But, no – even the most inane girls’ costume ideas are rendered in skimpy styles, calculated to be provocative. From sexy witches and sexy vampires to sexy crayons, costumes that encourage young girls to sexualize themselves are everywhere.
No wonder some are complaining that Halloween has turned into “Happy Sexualize our Daughters Season.” Ugh.
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Gloria was classified as a Category 1 hurricane. At the time, it was the first major hurricane system to reach the Northeast and move inland in more than 20 years.
Over the next few days, Hurricane Sandy, another Category 1 storm, is expected to wind its way up the east coast, probably dealing out the most damage to the Mid-Atlantic and Northeast.
As parents hit the bottled water aisle at the grocery store and monitor the storm’s path, their children are listening in the background.
How can parents help their kids to process these kinds of events realistically without frightening them unnecessarily?
During Hurricane Gloria, I vaguely recall jumping as claps of thunder rattled the house and recently liberated tree branches whipped past the living room windows.
However, most of all, I remember a sense of delicious exhilaration as I sat with my family in the midst of deafening darkness, frightened yet safe.
Since then, I have experienced some crazy weather events. In fifth grade, Hurricane Bob uprooted a massive willow tree in my back yard. Lightning struck the hood of our family car while we were driving down the highway during a vacation in Florida, and in high school, an ice storm transformed the trees to glass.
Still, that memory of Gloria has persisted brightest, and I feel a bit of nostalgic excitement every time I hear of a coming hurricane.
While Sandy’s official status toggled back and forth over the weekend between tropical storm and hurricane, meteorologists warned for days that whatever it is could merge with another storm or two in the Northeast creating a massive, snowy hurricane that could last for several days.
Meteorologists have been predicting that if the perfect conditions converge, the Northeast could experience flooding characteristic of a 100-year storm.
Already, news images of flooded villages in the Caribbean and reports of more than two-dozen deaths credited to Hurricane Sandy are setting the tone for the storm’s arrival in the northeast.
On the one hand, fear – tempered by common sense – of the forces of nature does save lives. It informs building codes, emergency preparedness plans, and evacuation routes. Claps of thunder and sudden flashes of lightning keep kids away from windows and close to loved ones.
However, fear loses its usefulness if not balanced by that common sense. Adults are able to process the media hype that comes with big storms because we have a historical context in which to place them. Chances are that we have been through this before, and we know from experience that we will be safe, as long as we take a few precautions.
Young children need to hear this message explicitly.
Chances are, no matter how careful parents try to be, kids will come across images from the Caribbean and hear talk of the impending “Frankenstorm.”
Parents can be ready with assurances that they will be safe together.
This week, we read about the murders of two young girls, Jessica Ridgeway, 10, in Colorado and Autumn Pasquale, 12, in New Jersey and realize the pain their mothers must feel at having lost their daughters. Then we see the mothers of the killers who turned in their own sons for these heinous crimes: We must try to hold on to our own humanity long enough to feel for their different kind of parental loss.
Mindy Sigg’s 17-year-old son confessed to the abduction and killing of Jessica in Colorado. According to published reports, her son Austin Reed Sigg is charged in the death of Jessica and in a separate attack on a 22-year-old runner, who managed to break free, in May.
Prosecutors say he confessed in both cases after his mother phoned police and he turned himself in. Investigators allege there is overwhelming DNA evidence against him. He was ordered held without bail; prosecutors are expected to formally charge him next week.
In New Jersey, Anita Saunders turned in her two sons, ages 15 and 17, for murder after reading their posts on Facebook. Her boys are now charged with murdering 12-year-old Autumn, allegedly lured to Saunders’s home by her sons with the promise of new bike parts.
These mothers, who turned their sons in for justice and perhaps for their sons’ own good, made personal sacrifice that is difficult to imagine, yet it is the ultimate act of parenting.
I have four boys, and if one were the victim I would find it impossible to see the child who had killed him as human, let alone as someone’s child. I would find it nearly beyond reason to feel sorry for the murderer’s mother, but I would be grateful beyond imagining to her for giving me my child’s killer.
Both of these mothers, Ms. Sigg and Ms. Saunders, did what was right for society by turning their children in to police. I have seen that kind of sacrifice and wrenching personal pain on my own mother’s face. Because of that I can see in them, the truth of their position as parents who did their best, but still their child failed the humanity test.
For close to 20 years I have stood by my own mother as she wrestled with the decision, time after time, of whether or not to call police when my younger, mentally ill brother, committed violent crimes. She would never call when he beat her or stole from her but when he, at age 23, described to us how he had attempted to strangle a pregnant teenage runaway, Mom and I turned him in and testified against him before a New Jersey Grand Jury.
Mom was devastated, but hoped by doing the right thing she could get help for my brother. And I hoped we could finally stop jumping each time we opened the newspaper, concerned that someone was harmed by someone we love.
It wasn’t the end.
The victim ran away again before the trial and my brother was released. He is now free, age 42, homeless somewhere in either New Jersey or New York and, given his string of arrests for more violence, I believe is dangerous. I know that she will be the one to turn him in if it happens, but it's hard to contemplate her, at age 82, having to do that again.
Prayer is all we have now and the knowledge we have done the right things by standing with the victims and not our own flesh and blood.
Back in 2010, Susan Jackson famously turned in her son Jason, then 28, for a double-murder in a drug deal gone bad. He pleaded guilty and was given a life sentence.
At the time she told reporters, "He's my child. I still love him as a mother loves her child, but I can't condone what he's done.”
In all these cases, and many more not in the headlines of the moment, the child failed the parent, but the parent did not fail to retain her values. In the end she kept right on parenting, leading by example even when leading meant walking through the fire with only hope to cling to for emotional survival.
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Here at Modern Parenthood we’re always keeping an eye on the news, and especially on those stories that might be of interest to parents and families. But to be honest, we don’t get the chance to share all the nuggets we see from around the country and beyond. There are just too many of them.
We thought about how we might fill this gap, and decided that maybe we could just slip some of these in for you on Fridays. You know, when nobody’s looking.
So here, without further ado, is our solution: the Modern Parenthood weekly news roundup.
Oct. 21 - 26
With election coverage and hurricane predictions dominating the news cycle, it’d be easy to ignore some of the parenting stories that emerged earlier during the week. Such as the southern California school yoga controversy. (“Yoga controversy??” I thought when I first read the headline.)
Yes, you thought a downward dog was just a downward dog. Not so, says a group of parents in San Diego County. The Associated Press reported earlier this week that a number of moms and dads with children in the Encintas Union School District are calling free yoga classes there unconstitutional for “indoctrinating youngsters in eastern religion.” The parents have threatened to take legal action if the classes do not stop, saying that school should not use taxpayer money to promote Ashtanga yoga and Hinduism.
The school district, for its part, has insisted that religion does not play a part in the yoga classes, and that yoga at this point is a part of mainstream American culture.
Next up, parental worries that some coaches treat football as a religion, too.
Bully the bullies?
As if we needed more proof that we’ve gone nuts over bullying: Earlier this week, a New Jersey mom and grandmother allegedly boarded a school bus to confront the boys they say had been bullying their 9-year-old daughter/granddaughter. Rebecca and Stephanie Sardoni deny that they accosted the boys, but Rebecca (the mom) was charged with simple assault, criminal trespass, and making terroristic threats for allegedly yelling at and slapping the boys, while Stephanie (grandma) was charged with criminal trespass.
Whatever actually happened on that bus: certainly seems like it could have been handled with a bit more class. But with all the rhetoric about bullies and bullying out there, we can’t say we’re surprised.
Reading is believing
Just when you were bemoaning how kids these days don’t know the pleasure of enjoying a good book, the Pew Research Center this week released findings from a new study on “Younger Americans’ Reading and Library Habits.” Turns out, it’s not the young adults that aren’t reading – it’s the older folks.
Pew found that 86 percent of Americans aged 16 to 17 had read a book in whole or in part in the past 12 months, as did 88 percent of Americans aged 18-24. The numbers drop from there. The least likely to have their nose in the pages were those aged 65 years and older. Only 68 percent of them had read any part of a book in the past year.
(In these numbers, Pew did not make a distinction between reading on paper versus e-reader.)
We’re the first to admit it: When you’re in your late teens or early 20s, you make some silly choices about life and romance. Maybe you switch classes so you’re more likely to run in to that guy. Maybe you turn down your dream job because you can’t stand the idea of living across the country from that girl.
Nothing’s too much for summer love, right?
As news spread this week about the Swift-Kennedy breakup, some wondered about that house. Will Swift have buyer’s regret? Or will the singer still enjoy vacationing in the northeast? Maybe she and Conor will even rekindle their spark next summer, once it’s yachting season again.
More important, we think, is the lesson that young romance can – and often should – be temporary. This is not cynical but sweet. Even Swift, multi-millionaire pop star that she is, is figuring it out. This is a good model for girls who are too often showered with the white dress, happily ever after fairy tales.
And a reminder not to close on the house.
Look interested, kids
Parents of teenagers, don’t despair. If you are struggling with “the look” – and if you’re a parent of a teenager, you know what I’m talking about – you are in good company. (For other people, it’s the I’m-so-bored-you’re-so-lame-wish-I-was-texting look.) Last night, First Lady Michelle Obama admitted on “Jimmy Kimmel Live” that sometimes even the President needs to urge 14-year-old Malia and 11-year-old Sasha to “just look like you’re listening to me.”
“That was the instruction before he gave his speech to the DNC,” Ms. Obama told Kimmel. “We’re back stage and they’re playing around and they’re laughing and they’re giggling and he said, ‘Just act like you’re listening to me.’”
“But were they listening?” Kimmel asked.
She paused briefly and put her hand out in an “eh” gesture.
“Barely,” she said.
As Halloween approaches next week, all eyes have turned to another “H” – the incoming hurricane christened Sandy that experts are warning could affect the entire East Coast and, if it meets up with a cold front, combine to create a powerful storm.
As I was growing up on Cape Cod, hurricane warnings would often go out in the fall, but we were lucky enough never to get really slammed by one in my lifetime. I was only a toddler for Hurricane Bob, the last big one, so have no memory of it. According to my parents, my dad was at work, doing his usual night shift at the local newspaper and my mom took me down to the basement just in case, where I apparently thought it was just normal basement playing fun time and spent the time absorbed in my mini basketball hoop.
Hurricane Irene did mess with our plans slightly last year when it struck New York City during the week we were moving my younger sister into college at Fordham University. It was still calm skies when we were unloading possessions into the dorm building, but the dire weather reports and the state of emergency declared for the city didn’t exactly create the calm atmosphere one would hope for in dropping a child off at college for the first time. RAs assured us that the school had taken every precaution to keep the new freshmen (the only ones at the school for the week) safe, but my parents and I still stayed glued to weather reports the night after we dropped off my sister. Luckily, the area where her college is located wasn’t badly affected.
And now Hurricane Sandy, which has been nicknamed 'Frankenstorm,' is heading up from Florida and Georgia, with experts predicting it (or she, if you prefer) could arrive in New York or New Jersey on Tuesday.
How bad will it be? It seems like hurricanes are notorious for weakening at the last minute or veering off somewhere else. But just in case, here are some Red Cross-recommended tips for you and your family if you and the kids are in the house when the storm hits.
With your family, create or remind yourselves of a disaster evacuation plan if you all need to quickly get out of the house. Have two separate meeting places that everyone knows about, one close to the house and one far away from your neighborhood in case the emergency is widespread and it’s unsafe to stay in the area. Also establish someone living far away (a far enough distance that they wouldn’t be affected by the weather, if possible) as an emergency contact person.
Make sure each family member knows how to turn the water and electricity on and off, but only shut the gas off if local authorities ask you to do so.
Create a kit with emergency items and store it in a water-resistant container – it should contain enough supplies for at least three days. Pack water (enough for each person to have a gallon of water a day), non-perishable food like peanut butter and canned fruit, a radio, flashlight (with replacement batteries), a first-aid kit, a sleeping bag for each person, extra cash, medicine (especially any prescription items you or the kids need), and important papers like birth certificates.
If there’s a hurricane watch for your area, keep the radio on and listen to updates and fill up your gas tank as well as closing your doors and windows, and cover windows with wood if possible. Bring indoors items from outside like bicycles and garden tools.
If there’s a hurricane warning, an evacuation order is more likely, so be ready to leave at any time. Turn off appliances if the power goes out to avoid a surge when the electricity returns and avoid standing or sitting near windows, glass doors, and skylights.
Words are all we have, to paraphrase the Bee Gees. Words express ideas. Words change lives, for better or for worse. Words like "I Have a Dream” or “Tear down this wall” or more recently Malala Yousufzai's "I have the right of education" are revolutionary. Words that are slurs are marginalizing, hurtful, destructive. Choosing our words wisely isn't about being politically correct. It's about being better human beings.
For any of you who haven't heard, Ms. Coulter has referred to our president not once but twice, on Twitter as a "retard.” President Obama has been called names before, so I’m not worried about him. He can take it. He’s a forgiving man. That being said, it's reprehensible to treat a US president with anything but respect even if you disagree with him.
Especially if you disagree with him.
So maybe Coulter was paying him a compliment? Anyone who has ever watched the Special Olympics, or known someone with Down syndrome would agree that to be called retarded is the same as being called brave, courageous, inspiring.
Our children learn their words from us, the grown-ups in the room. They call each other “gay” or “retarded” and mean it (truly mean it) as a put-down because that’s what they've heard adults say.
The same goes for the “n” word and all the derogatory terms for women that punctuate some rap songs.
Face it folks, sticks and stones won't break your bones, but words can really hurt you. What do most of us have a hard time getting over? The hurtful things others have said about us. So let's clean up our verbal act. Meanness is contagious, but so is kindness. Let's take a time-out from the vitriol.
Are you listening Ann? Can you kick it up a notch? Can you be a caring, compassionate role model for young women and men everywhere?
As Stephen Sondheim wrote in his wonderful musical 'Into the Woods:'
Careful the things you say
Children will listen
Careful the things you do
Children will see and learn
Children may not obey, but children will listen
Children will look to you for which way to turn
To learn what to be
Careful before you say "Listen to me"
My thoughtful wise and wonderful daughter says the way to defeat Coulter is to ignore her. But I can't. So I guess I'm just going to have to love the hell out of her.
But not so. According to a new study released yesterday by the social change website DoSomething.org, American teens are also spending their free time – some of it, at least – volunteering.
How much volunteering they actually do, though, and why they do it, reveals some interesting aspects to how young Americans are prioritizing their lives.
To start first, though, with the basics:
DoSomething.org’s “index on young people and volunteering,” during which researchers collected data from more than 4,300 internet-using 13- to 22-year-olds, found that more than half of young people (54.2 percent) volunteered in 2011. And it’s not just because these students had to volunteer for school: 63 percent did not have any requirement to do service work.
These numbers are higher than in other studies. Federal government data, for instance, show that only 22.5 percent of young adults volunteered in 2011. DoSomething.org's researchers say the discrepancy comes from different definitions: Most research has defined volunteering as “work done through an organization for which there is no pay.” The DoSomething.org survey, on the other hand, described volunteering as work done for no pay for any group or organization, with friends, or by oneself.
They say their terminology is far more accurate – “organizations,” they say, are terribly passé. These days kids are just as inclined to design their own, independent, volunteer activities, they say. But they also acknowledge that half of the young people they identified as “volunteers” actually volunteered less than every few months.
Still, you get some interesting demographic information through this wider definition. Young people in the northeast are far more likely to volunteer (59.6 percent of them do) than those in the south (50.9 percent). Meanwhile, 69.6 percent of young people from wealthy families volunteer, compared with 43.9 percent of young people from low-wealth families. (This changes, by the way, if those lower income kids are at a private school. Then 71.4 percent of those teens and early 20-somethings volunteer.)
All of this might lead you to wonder: Are students just volunteering because they think it will help them get into college or get a job?
After all, the stats seem to suggest as much: You’ve got higher volunteerism rates in private schools and among wealthier kids – the same students one might assume would be most conscious of what looks good on a resume or college application form.
The answer, DoSomething.org’s researchers say, is yes and no.
Boys said that “to get into college” and “to get a good job” were the No. 2 and 3 reasons they volunteered. No. 1 was to help a “cause I care about.” Girls, on the other hand, listed the top reasons for service work as helping out an important cause, the desire to “make a difference that matters,” and “volunteering is its own reward.”
The catch: Through a number of “revealed motivation” questions, researchers found that for both genders, friends are the true motivator of volunteerism. In brief, if their friends are doing it, they want to do it.
Sound like the teens you know?
Researchers found that 75.9 percent of those whose friends volunteer on a regular basis also volunteer. The number drops to 41.7 percent if a teen’s friends did not volunteer regularly. Additionally, those young people who spend most of their time out of school with friends are far more likely to volunteer than those who don’t spend much time with friends out of class.
Volunteering, it turns out, has a lot to do with peer pressure.
My mother is going to like this one.
Grandmothers, it turns out, are super duper important – not just in their own families, but for the human species overall.
A new study published today in the British biological journal “Proceedings of the Royal Society B” gives new mathematical support for a long standing theory called the “grandmother hypothesis” – basically the idea that humans developed longer lifespans than apes because grandmas (or nanas, grammies, gogos, bubbas; take your pick) helped feed their grandchildren.
The theory goes basically like this:
Since grandma was keeping an eye out for the nutrition of Baby 1, mom could concentrate on making Baby 2. On average, then, women with able-bodied mothers had more kids, which meant that long-living grandmothers passed along their longevity genes to more descendants.
Voilà! Longer-living humans. (OK, a little more complicated than that, but you get the idea.)
This is important to remember when your mom inquires as to whether your baby is eating enough. She’s got the species in mind. Really.
Professors from the University of Utah and the University of California, Los Angeles first proposed the grandmother hypothesis in 1997, after they had lived with hunter-gatherer people in Tanzania and noticed that older women spent their days gathering food for their grandchildren. This was different than other mammals, they realized. They incorporated additional research, and came up with their theory.
But there has been a lot of debate about the grandmother hypothesis, in large part because it lacked a mathematical foundation.
And that’s just what the new study attempted to add.
Kristen Hawkes, a University of Utah professor and one of the scholars who first proposed the grandmother hypothesis, was the senior author on the study. She and her fellow researchers developed computer simulations through which they could test the impact of a little bit of grandmothering on life expectancy. It turns out, they found, that within 24,000 to 60,000 years of grandmothers caring for grandchildren, simulated creatures lived 49 years after reaching adulthood – almost two and a half decades longer than without grandma. This just about correlates with the life expectancy of humans versus apes.
(And yes, we realize 24,000 to 60,000 years might be a bit longer than your family has to shift child care arrangements. But in evolutionary terms it’s pretty minor.)
Ms. Hawkes says that she believes grandmothering was the first step that led to other factors that also influenced life span, such as the development of larger brains.
A competing “hunting hypothesis” says that as natural resources diminished, there was natural selection for humans with larger brains, who could be savvier about hunting methods. Those larger brains then led to longer lifespans.
But Hawkes theorizes that larger brains actually stemmed from grandmother involvement with children. (See, I told you my mom would love this.) Because women could have more children closer together, there was more impetus for babies to actively engage their caregivers.
“If you are a chimpanzee, gorilla or orangutan baby, your mom is thinking about nothing but you,” Hawkes told her university’s news center. “But if you are a human baby, your mom has other kids she is worrying about, and that means now there is selection on you – which was not on any other apes – to much more actively engage her: ‘Mom! Pay attention to me!’ ”
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“Grandmothering was the initial step toward making us who we are,” Hawkes said.
And, when you’re lucky, they can be really helpful with babysitting.