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This is me drinking and relaxing in the sun as one of my children happily entertains herself and articulates intelligent thoughts to me. As a parent my life always (ahem, NEVER) looks like this. See the perfect parenting claim is just so unbelievable. Shortly before this photo was taken I fought my oldest child off who refused to let me get on MY brand new chair and just after I was slapped by the younger one who insisted I could move over and share it with her. It all went to shit after that and I sank the martini in one go and had a conversation with the oldest about why exactly we had children. #parentingisace. Still the chair is awesome and that one minute was bliss.
This is me drinking and relaxing in the sun as one of my children happily entertains herself and articulates intelligent thoughts to me. As a parent my life always (ahem, NEVER) looks like this. See the perfect parenting claim is just so unbelievable. Shortly before this photo was taken I fought my oldest child off who refused to let me get on MY brand new chair and just after I was slapped by the younger one who insisted I could move over and share it with her. It all went to shit after that and I sank the martini in one go and had a conversation with the oldest about why exactly we had children. #parentingisace. Still the chair is awesome and that one minute was bliss.

ParentsOctober 2, 2016

‘Science should empower us as parents’: Introducing Spinoff Parents contributor Dr Jess Berentson-Shaw

This is me drinking and relaxing in the sun as one of my children happily entertains herself and articulates intelligent thoughts to me. As a parent my life always (ahem, NEVER) looks like this. See the perfect parenting claim is just so unbelievable. Shortly before this photo was taken I fought my oldest child off who refused to let me get on MY brand new chair and just after I was slapped by the younger one who insisted I could move over and share it with her. It all went to shit after that and I sank the martini in one go and had a conversation with the oldest about why exactly we had children. #parentingisace. Still the chair is awesome and that one minute was bliss.
This is me drinking and relaxing in the sun as one of my children happily entertains herself and articulates intelligent thoughts to me. As a parent my life always (ahem, NEVER) looks like this. See the perfect parenting claim is just so unbelievable. Shortly before this photo was taken I fought my oldest child off who refused to let me get on MY brand new chair and just after I was slapped by the younger one who insisted I could move over and share it with her. It all went to shit after that and I sank the martini in one go and had a conversation with the oldest about why exactly we had children. #parentingisace. Still the chair is awesome and that one minute was bliss.

This weekend we’re launching The Spinoff Parents, our new parenting blog edited by the brilliant Emily Writes and made possible by Flick Electric Co. All this week we’ll be introducing you to some Spinoff Parents contributors – like writer, scientist and mother of two, Dr Jessica Berentson-Shaw.

As soon as The Spinoff Parents came into being I knew I wanted Dr Jessica Berentson-Shaw involved in some way. I have admired her work from afar for a long time now. I wanted someone who cares – but someone who is no bullshit. This is Dr Jess. And I’m so glad she’s come on board to be our resident This-is-what-that-study- really-means expert. Our ignore-that-spin-it’s-garbage expert. In her own words, here she explains the vision we share for her columns. Please join me in welcoming Dr Jess! – Emily

Who am I? And more importantly who am I to be the resident research expert on the (awesome) Spinoff’s new parenting project The Spinoff Parents, edited by the super magictastical Emily Writes?

I am two things to you right now:

I am a scientist.

I am a parent.

When Emily asked me to be part of this kaupapa there may or may not have been alcohol involved (there wasn’t – but given it was my day with both children and I was trying to ‘work’, I wish there had been). What Emily and I (and The Spinoff Parents) don’t need wine to get excited about is creating a place where parenting is finally a treated like a grownup topic.

While it might feel like it at times, parents are not lobotomised at some point during the arrival of our first child. We can have reasonable and nuanced conversations about parenting issues, research, and experiences which involve all types of parents, parenting in many different ways.

This is me drinking and relaxing in the sun as one of my children happily entertains herself and articulates intelligent thoughts to me. As a parent my life always (ahem, NEVER) looks like this. See the perfect parenting claim is just so unbelievable. Shortly before this photo was taken I fought my oldest child off who refused to let me get on MY brand new chair and just after I was slapped by the younger one who insisted I could move over and share it with her. It all went to shit after that and I sank the martini in one go and had a conversation with the oldest about why exactly we had children. #parentingisace. Still the chair is awesome and that one minute was bliss.
This is me drinking and relaxing in the sun as one of my children happily entertains herself and articulates intelligent thoughts to me. As a parent my life always (ahem, NEVER) looks like this. See the perfect parenting claim is just so unbelievable. Shortly before this photo was taken I fought my oldest child off who refused to let me get on MY brand new chair and just after I was slapped by the younger one who insisted I could move over and share it with her. It all went to shit after that and I sank the martini in one go and had a conversation with the oldest about why exactly we had children. #parentingisace. Still the chair is awesome and that one minute was bliss.

Figuring out ‘what works’ as a parent is a total nightmare

I have spent a good part of my career since my PhD investigating ‘what works’. My PhD was on the science of the childbirth pain experience. I found out that it hurts. A lot. (Who knew huh? Another win there for the “just stop researching common sense” brigade).

It’s an empowering idea that science is able to provide us with some pretty good guidance on what we can do and what will happen when faced with everyday parenting quandaries, big and small.

But let’s face it, these days every second person seems to have ‘research expertise’ and can cite a study to support their parenting approach or ideology. So the ‘what works’ question starts getting pretty damn complicated pretty quick in the age of information overload and short attention spans. A little bit of knowledge can be a dangerous thing and cherry picking research is rife when it comes to parenting advice.

But “Aha!’ I say, we have a solution to that! I am part of a strange breed of researchers who have spent time working out what good and bad science looks like and how we can get the ‘big scheme of things’ picture from the information out there.

We are here to help with interpreting the parenting science (we provide no chocolate however)

Being an evidence scientist (fancy name, don’t take it too seriously because I don’t – I kind of prefer Science BS Detector) is like being able to tell the difference between that crappy chocolate you get in those bulk bags at Easter and Christmas and the 70% Fairtrade organic stuff by looking at the colour of the foil wrapping and giving it a sniff.

I mean, you can eat them to find out right? And, let’s face it, late at night after someone got the kids wet and they turn from cute little Gizmo into literal gremlins, any old shit will do. But in the cold light of day you are going to want to eat the good stuff because the outcomes are way better.

So that is kind of what I am: a purveyor of the good stuff.

I can tell you how to tell a good study from a bad one.

I can tell you why one study can be interesting but a whole ‘body of evidence’ is what you really need.

The Spinoff Parents will be way ahead of that other click bait we have been subject to.

Being a parent gives you no credibility whatsoever

As I said, I am also a parent myself. This in many ways has no bearing whatsoever on my expertise for this job.

In fact, given that I was the best parent ever before I had kids, and my performance slumped significantly after their arrival, you should view with great suspicion any actual parenting advice I might accidentally give.

Never trust another parent who tells you they their parenting style is a better one for all children. There simply is not a definitive ‘body of evidence’ (see how I slipped that in) supporting any argument such as that.

There may be useful and less useful techniques depending on what outcomes you want, but no parent has the golden ticket.

In fact no parent knows anything at all really, we are just all experimenting and floundering a bit and anyone who claims otherwise has probably been eating too much of that shitty chocolate at 3am.

What being a parent does give me is some insight into the “what the f***k?” aspect of parenting: “Oh my god! This person has used this study to say I should totally do this, and this other person has used another study to say I should do the opposite, and the experts say something totally different and not all in the same way!

“What should I do not to totally break the merchandise?”

The gentle art of parent empowerment

And this is it really, the crux of the matter: Science should empower us as parents.

It should give us the guts of the matter, the risks, the benefits and the sage advice and then leave us, as empowered individual, families and communities, to make the best decision we can for our families based on that science.

It should be communicated well by those in a position of trust, in a way that we get and understand. In a way that implies trust in our abilities.

We should feel like active agents of our own and our children’s lives. It should not be left to us to leapfrog between so-called parenting experts in order to find one we like (but frankly probably has their own agenda) to help us make the big decisions.

There are massive communication problems from all sides, frankly, so much so that we end up feeling utterly disempowered and often just like shitty parents who made the wrong decisions. And if something bad happens to the kids, well then everyone is pretty happy to pile on in and tell us exactly how we went wrong.

What can you expect from my columns?

I’ll be writing about the science on the big (and not so big) issues that affect children and families – all types of children and families. Co-sleeping, breastfeeding, testosterone surges, parenting styles, sleep methods, toddler behaviour, food in pregnancy, doing well for children in society, work, family and stress, and more.  I will be honest about what we know and what we don’t know – because there is a lot we don’t. A lack of research can be hard as a parent and paves the way for the so called ‘experts’ (not experts) to fill the gaps. But we can feel empowered by the not knowing too.

I don’t want to write about ‘what works’ just from an individual perspective either, because research on children and families goes beyond what we as individuals can do, to what we as a group of parents or as a society can do together.

I often think when we join the cult of parenting we can forget that there is more that makes us alike than makes us different. Our love for our children, our desperation for our sanity, our desire to do the right thing. With good information we may just be able to support other parents a bit better to make their own parenting decisions (which are likely to look different from ours) without the judgements and guilt. Well, I live in hope.

Dr Jess Berentson-Shaw  is a researcher and public communicator. She consults on effective evidence-based policy, and helps people and organisations engage the power of good storytelling to change minds. Follow Dr Jess on Facebook.


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Thank you! From The Spinoff Parents family.
Thank you! From The Spinoff Parents family.

ParentsOctober 1, 2016

Eddie’s Wish: ‘A simple reminder that people are good’

Thank you! From The Spinoff Parents family.
Thank you! From The Spinoff Parents family.

Today we launch The Spinoff Parents, our new parenting blog made possible by Flick Electric Co. Our first post is by editor Emily Writes, and it’s a celebration – of her son Eddie’s birthday, and the amazing things people (even four year olds) can do.

A wee while ago my three year old son told me that for his fourth birthday he wanted to collect all day for the Wellington Children’s Hospital. He said he wanted to collect six buckets. I’ll admit I was dubious that he would be able to raise that much, but I wanted to support his budding philanthropy. I was also very touched that he’d been able to connect his time in the children’s hospital with the annual collection. He knew that someone had raised money to support him when he’d spent a lot of time in hospital and he wanted to give back.

Emily Writes and her son Eddie.
Emily Writes and her son Eddie.

I was touched – but not really surprised.

Children are generous and kind. They just are. I have met so many kids since becoming a parent and I’m always taken with their kindness. It seems effortless. Whether children are born kind or not, I don’t know. But I do know that kindness in children is common.

And kindness in adults is too.

The intersection, I guess, is when adults assist children to be kind – that’s when I see a kind of kindness boom. It’s there that I see no self-consciousness in compassion; it’s an entirely unencumbered and comfortable affection and graciousness.

I see the greatest empathy in adults when they’re around children. Children bring out the best in us all. And when we help them be their best selves, we help ourselves be better too.

I set a goal of $600 for my son – I figured that’d work out to be about six buckets of coins. I would shoulder-tap slash harass family and friends and hopefully I’d make the goal. I thought I’d ask a few friends if I could bother them at their workplaces and I’d put it on my website.

I was hopeful, but I wasn’t too worried about falling short of the goal. If I did it wouldn’t really matter. My son is like any other three year old – he’s delighted by most things, and doesn’t have high expectations of anything.

After I published a blog post about his little birthday wish I was quickly inundated. Within a few hours we’d passed the $600 goal in online donations alone.

My inbox started to fill up and I had businesses across Wellington inviting Eddie in. I was touched and a little overwhelmed. He was excited.

And when the big day came yesterday I didn’t know what to expect. I should have. I should know now that children inspire in us a special kind of warmth and compassion that we don’t often see in the day-to-day grind.

Our first stop was to collect the buckets. He saw princesses. Success. It was going to be a great day even if it ended just five minutes after the group photo with Belle or Cinderella or whichever princess wears the yellow dress (look – he’s the one obsessed with princesses, not me).

But we told him we were off collecting so we needed to leave the princesses and he skipped toward the car – he was stopped by a man who had a fistful of gold coins. Eddie was ecstatic. The man quickly left after giving his coins but Eddie was fizzing – “Did you see all them coins!!! This is my best day ever!”

We could barely get him into the car to get to our first business.

The first place he visited had balloons and a sign that said Happy Birthday Eddie. They gave more than $600 at that office. At the next they showed him around – he got to see a heap of cool movie memorabilia. At another one of their offices they gave him a tee shirt.

At Powershop, staff gathered and met him with huge smiles, gifts, and of course coins for his bucket.

I was struck by how quickly everyone got down to his level. Everyone bent down and talked to him – looking him in the eye. They accepted hi-fives and said happy birthday to him – they asked him how he was doing. And how it felt to be four (he said he’s taller).

As we left he said “Gosh, very nice people there aye mama?”

We went racing across town to Flick Electric (the wonderful people who made The Spinoff Parents happen!) where I got a bit teary at the unexpected gift for me – and Eddie couldn’t wipe the grin off his face when they gave him a gift too.

Despite being really busy, everyone took the time to say hello to Eddie. They laughed with him, rather than at him. And one sweet woman hugged him. He snuggled into her and afterward said “she must be a nanna”.

He was full of sugar at this point but everyone was patient despite him almost bouncing off the walls.

At the Council he walked in and a group of lovely people began to sing him Happy Birthday – he kept turning around to me as if to say “Can you believe this?? For me!”

He ran into the group and gave an impromptu hug to the nearest person. He was given a cake with a candle. I tried not to tear up when a dog was brought over. Mayor Celia Wade-Brown came and sat down on the concrete with Eddie. She chatted to him easily. She gave him a gift – talked to him about her mayoral chains (“pretty necklaces” as Eddie calls them).

As he was surrounded by people who were patient with his sugar-high-short attention span I thought to myself –
I really, really like people who like kids.

As we left he said “Didn’t you think that was just the best mama? When they singed a song too!”

When we got to Xero Eddie had a line of people to hi-five and fist bump. I watched as each staff member knelt down to his level and talked to him.

It continued on throughout the day. Over and over again I saw examples of adults doing what they could to make a little kid they’d never met before happy.

He was pushed around on a chair at the Office of the Clerk and at the PSA. At The Green Party HQ he was carried around, spun on a chair, given a jacket to hide under and pretend to sleep.

He met little friends who helped carry his bucket when he was tired.

At NZQA the staff member who walked him around became his “best friend” and he held her hand and when he hugged her goodbye said “I’m going to come and see you again”.

Again and again, everywhere we went, he was met by kind adults who wanted to make him smile.

Children are not used to this. They should be.

What kind of world would we live in if children could expect to be met with a smile? If people spoke directly to children instead of about them or over them?

All day people asked Eddie questions instead of speaking directly to me and assuming he could hear: “Eddie? Would you mind if I had a photo with you?”And when a handful of times he said no to photos or no to a hug, they listened.

Eddie’s day or #eddieswish (as we used as a shorthand so friends out of town could follow along on Twitter) turned out to be so much more than a fundraiser for the children’s hospital.

Everyone who met Eddie that day or donated online or supported him taught this child that people are kind. That he should expect people to treat him with respect. That his opinions matter – even if he’s four. That he counts. That he’s not half a person, or just a kid.

He’s not “full of potential”, someone who might change the world one day when he’s an adult – he is realised potential, who can change his corner of the world today, right now.

That what he does matters. That he matters.

At close of day (I write this very tired, with blisters on my feet) his Givealittle is at $4,600 and counting. Across Wellington he collected more than six buckets of notes and coins.

He visited 15 workplaces from 8.30am till he fell asleep on the way to NZ Post just before 4pm.

He doesn’t know how much money he raised and really it doesn’t matter that much. It will make a huge difference at Wellington Children’s Hospital.

But the simple reminder that people are good was the biggest gift. For my son, for me, and I hope for the people who followed along online or met him on the day.

It doesn’t have to end here. Children want to give. They have great ideas. They have so much determination and drive to do good. We just need to listen to them when they tell us that.

We don’t need a reason to invite children into our lives, to listen to their little wishes and try to make them happen. We can do that every day if we want to.

Eddie raised almost $8000 in one day for The Wellington Children’s Hospital.

You can donate to the Wellington Children’s Hospital through the Eddie’s Wish Givealittle page until October 10. Alternatively, donations can be made any time at the Wellington Hospitals Foundation website.


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