So says this week's New Scientist magazine, in an article to warm the hearts of lazy mummies everywhere.
I was once asked, in one of those mummy conversations, how often I disinfected our toys. 'Never', I said. 'Unless I found it down the toilet, or in the dog's mouth, and even then I'd probably just bung it in the dishwasher. A bit of dirt does them no harm.'
Whilst the hygiene debate amongst your average set of mothers-at-a-playgroup probably extends no further than allergies and asthma, it seems that the outlook for the child of a slightly slummy mummy could possibly be even brighter.
Here are the edited highlights:
'As strange as it sounds, epidemiologists are starting to uncover some unexpected links between our exposure to dirt and germs and our risk of cancer later in life...Such findings point towards a curious possibility: one way to avoid dying of cancer may be a hefty dose of germs.
The notion that living dirty has benefits may ring a bell. Researchers have been debating the 'hygiene hypothesis' for years, but it is typically discussed as an explanation for the rising incidence of allergies and asthma in developed countries, not cancer.
Now some researchers are starting to wonder whether the higher incidence of certain cancers in affluent populations - including breast cancer, lymphoma and melanoma - might also have something to do with sanitised, infection-free living. If they're right, the implications are huge.
There are of course huge problems. Assessing ways of preventing cancer, rather than treating it, can take decades. And no-one is suggesting deliberately exposing people to risky infections...when it comes to vaccines with a proven safety record, however, there are far fewer issues.'
Still, if your own mother was a hygiene queen, there are benefits to be had in other ways. Apparently, working in a cotton factory, or doing a job that involves breathing in lots of aerosolised manure (e.g. on a dairy farm) will also make you far less likely to develop lung cancer, even if you are a smoker.
Fantastic news all round. I'm looking forward to getting my good friend MadCow's take on the subject. She's called MadCow because she has substantial academic and professional expertise in the field of virology - and she always knows the juicy bits that the newspapers and magazines won't tell you.
In the meantime, I'm off to make the most of that season ticket to our local Open Farm - looks like there might be some new added value in it for us all!
Tuesday, 22 January 2008
Let Them Eat Dirt
Posted by Melissaria at 13:00
Labels: Family Life, mothers, poo, slummy mummy, toddlers
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2 comments:
Absolutely...my husband's mom is a hygiene nut and I'm pretty sure it caused his asthma.
I am like you, I have never disinfected a toy (or anything else) in my life. Also, although my kitchen floor is washed maybe twice a year, if food drops on it I will always pick up and give back to kids.
Thank the lord that slobby motherhood is back in vogue!
Yes, I've always thought that the wheeziest, most allergic folk I knew came from the cleanest homes. I was never quite sure which way round the cause/effect thing went, but this helps!
I have to be a little bit more careful with food on the floor. My dog has that special spaniel habit of scraping his arse across it from one end of the house to the other. It's horrible. Still, I'll pick the food up and eat it myself, though...
Hope you're ok.x
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