The Michelin Baby

Rozina

I had a beautiful Michelin baby

Like the tyre she was heavy

She was round just like a balloon

Or a bright and very full moon

 

But when she grew into a teen

She became excruciatingly lean

Many causes affected her mind

But early on I was still blind

 

She became a severe anorexic

For us all it was really tragic

I had to hide my river of tears

Climbed many mountains of fears

 

Many years of broken bones

Daily meds amid her groans

Always, food hardly ever eaten

Skinny body so painfully hidden

 

Light at end of tunnel, I'd say

It's from oncoming train, she'd pray

1 step forward, 2 steps back

Stay strong now, get back on track

 

It has been a long hard ride

I was always there by her side

Counselling, praying, screaming, crying

Never ever gave up trying

 

Never ever gave up on her

Beautiful, brave, hardworking daughter

Scientist now, musician, writing poetry

We're Grateful, Happy, my 'baby' and me.

 

Many years ago Karen Carpenter died of anorexia nervosa. Much more is known now about this condition. My daughter agreed to let me share a little of our challenging journey to overcome this eating disorder. I am so proud of her. Our message is Never Give Up Hope.

 

 

  • Author: Rozina (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 4th, 2022 05:03
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  • Paul Bell

    I sort of recall, was it the twin girls who both died of this condition.
    I suppose the idiotic skinny models don't actually help kids who try to emulate them. I would imagine it was a tough journey for you and your girl. Hope she saw the funny side of Michelin baby. I was going to say you should tread carefully, but I won't, well I sort of did.

  • Rozina

    Yes also the twin sisters in Australia. Oh I showed her the poem and my dreadful drawing. She was glad to share her story. Thank you for your comments.

  • dusk arising

    We give our unconditional love to our children. As they grow, so we learn. As problems arrive so we become a safe nest. As maturity prevails so unconditional love is returned.

    • Rozina

      So true. It is a cycle, a circle of love. Thank you.

    • L. B. Mek

      just happy you've arrive at a place
      where whimsy can be introduced
      to take the edge of your shared anxiety,
      an important write
      thanks for sharing
      and Happy New Year!

      • Rozina

        Thank you. Happy New Year to you.

      • Goldfinch60

        We, as parents, give all to our children in both good and bad times. When they leave home they know that we will always leave "the porch light" on for them.

        Andy

        • Rozina

          Yes always. Thank you.

        • Rozina

          Thank you. I’m so pleased she’s herself now.

        • Neville


          your message is essentially one of hope .... and to never give up on it ..

          • Rozina

            Thank you. Yes never give up.

          • Leisa Niamh

            Very touching and a happy ending. Love really is the answer.

            • Rozina

              Yes it is. Thank you.



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