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Every day I fail to meet my kids’ expectations, sometimes in big ways, but usually in small ways. I put their snack on the wrong plate. I slice the sandwich that was supposed remain whole. Someone gets the smaller cookie, and it’s not fair.

Every day, I remind them, “You get what you get and…”

I’m just as likely to be met with tears as I am a smile and a “… you don’t get upset!”

* * *

My heart hammers against my chest. The churning in my stomach is not heartburn, but a sudden rage I never expected to feel toward my soft-spoken midwife. I’ve gotten what I’ve gotten, and I want to punch her in her unassuming, paraben-free face.

I never loved my midwife, but I didn’t need a best friend. I needed an experienced homebirth midwife to monitor my pregnancy and deliver my baby safely. Sabine came highly recommended. Her prenatal appointments ran on time. She wasn’t a talker, but there wasn’t a whole lot to say, this being my second pregnancy.

I’m at my 32-week prenatal visit when she mentions Vitamin K.

“Vitamin K… ” I trail off, trying to remember what this is and whether we need it, but like so many of the details from my first pregnancy, it’s hazy.

“Babies born in hospitals typically get a Vitamin K shot, as all babies are born with a Vitamin K deficiency, which self-corrects within the first eight days of life, typically. In rare cases, without supplemental Vitamin K, babies hemorrhage, as Vitamin K is a clotting factor,” she explains.

I’m sitting cross-legged on Sabine’s futon, with a scratchy beige throw pillow wedged under my elbow. I take a swig of water from my Nalgene bottle.

“I think we should go for it. Especially if it’s a boy, in which case we are planning to circumcise at eight days. I wouldn’t want to take any chances with excessive bleeding.”

I’m actually sure it’s a boy, despite having decided not to find out the sex in advance of the birth. I absently screw the cap back on my Nalgene. Daylight begins to fade as the mountains tip up to meet the bottom of the early springtime sun.

Sabine’s voice erases the silence, and suddenly I am shaking. Though her words blend into one grating noise, her message is clear: Your decision to mutilate your unborn child’s genitals is abhorrent to me.

“…and it’s really dangerous. Do you know how many babies die from botched circumcisions?”

The concern in Sabine’s eyes is genuine, but I still have to fight the urge to throw the beige pillow at her head.

“Two hundred, last year.”

I wonder where she gets her data.  

“It’s especially dangerous if you put them in disposable diapers,” she continues. “One family didn’t have any clue how much blood their baby lost because the diaper absorbed so much of it, and it was too late by the time they realized.”

I want to tell her we’ll be using cloth diapers, so she needn’t worry.

I want to scream, “How dare you judge me?” but my mouth won’t form the words.

“Here,” says Sabine, as she thrusts a DVD toward me. On it is scrawled in blue Sharpie, “Penn and Teller.”

I’ve seen (and shared) the Penn and Teller PSA for vaccinations in my Facebook feed. I know it’s two clever guys explaining the horrors of circumcision in a way that’s only going to make me feel bad about my decision – a decision my husband and I have weighed carefully, a family decision that does not concern my midwife.

“Watch this before your next appointment, okay?”

“Sure,” I say, with a plastic smile. I want to get in my car and crush the DVD between my tires and the pavement.

“You get what you get and…” This is what I get, and I’m upset.

Later, I tell my husband, my mom, my friends, anyone who will listen, how insensitive and judgmental my midwife is. This doesn’t make me feel as good as I think it should. There’s no point in being upset, but I can’t stop wishing that conversation had never happened.

I debate talking to Sabine. I imagine saying, “We need to talk,” after she’s pressed her cold, metal fetoscope against my belly and let me listen to the heartbeat, checked the baby’s position, and measured my fundal height.

Sitting myself back up on her futon, I’d explain how I feel: that circumcision is indeed safe, that this custom is part of my religion, that this is a decision my husband and I have not come to lightly, and that I don’t appreciate her attempt to convince me otherwise.

Then, she’d explain how she feels: that genital mutilation is just plain wrong, that we’d never dream of doing this to our daughters, and that she’s simply advocating for an innocent baby.

Would we agree to disagree, burn incense to clear the bad juju, and share a cup of herbal tea? Unlikely.

More likely: Our relationship would weaken further, leaving me even less comfortable with the person I am trusting to guide me safely through one of the most intimate, primal experiences of my life. Or worse, the tension would escalate to the point where I excused myself from her care or she dismissed me as her client, leaving me under the care of no one at all.

At my next visit, I hand her the DVD and say thanks without meeting her eyes. I don’t tell her I pored over the literature on Vitamin K and discussed the question of whether to give the injection with our pediatrician. I don’t tell her how much her unfavorable view of me and my decision has shaken my faith in her, and specifically her recommendation to administer Vitamin K orally, if at all, versus via an injection. I don’t tell her I’m not sure if I trust her. I have no choice but to be an optimist this late in my pregnancy.

I go home and laugh hysterically with my husband over her instructions to bathe our baby with filtered water, to purchase only onesies made of organic, unbleached cotton, to make sure the crib mattress is not synthetic. Clearly these are the directives of a woman who has never had a baby of her own.

Sabine didn’t laugh when I told her the crib mattress had most likely off-gassed all the chemicals on our first child.

When I go into labor, Sabine shows up, as planned. She’s still not my favorite, but she’s calm and confident. Mostly, though, she’s quiet. When I tell her it hurts, she just whispers, “This baby is coming soon.” Otherwise, she simply sits, watching, waiting, never speaking, except to tell me to stand up so she can help maneuver the baby out.

Much to our surprise and delight, our second child is a girl. Before Sabine leaves our house, she throws all the towels and sheets in the wash. I say I’m not hungry, but she fixes me scrambled eggs and buttery toast, and sits by my bed to make sure I eat at least some of it.

I’ll never love her but I can’t hate her, either. I know she cares. I know she was trying to do the right thing.

* * *

Isn’t life just is a series of little hurts, disappointments, and rejections, interspersed with joy and surprises? It starts from the time we are small. My girls’ frontal lobes are tiny, their emotions huge. The perfect sandwiches they hope for, the flowered plates they prefer, the bigger cookie – they matter. I know they do. But I also know that these big emotions will pass. They always do.

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With the many blessings of multiple kids, comes the challenge of needing even more gear—gear that's guaranteed to go the extra mile. With storage space already at a premium, you can probably get away with some new baby clothes. But multiplying the number of strollers in the garage? That's not going to fly.

But with the new Nuna DEMI™ grow stroller, "less is more" is truly the answer to your problems.

1. It has every seat arrangement you could need

Strollers can be complex enough when you only need one seat. Add in another baby and shopping for a perfect fit can feel like enough to make you spend the next few years at home. But, with the Nuna DEMI™ grow stroller, you don't have to know exactly how your kids will want to sit for the rest of time. It offers 23 modes, making for clever convertibility, for whichever way your family may grow. Simply add to DEMI grow as you need.

2. You’re spared the stroller wrestling match

When you're toting around two kids, the last thing you need is an uncooperative stroller. With the Nuna DEMI™ grow, you can do a remarkable number of things with just a touch (or less than that if you're really creative). From a one-hand adjustable calf support, to one-touch brake to easy folding it up, you don't need to call backup just to get back into the car from your outing.

Bonus: The no-rethread harness on the compatible Nuna PIPA™ series car seats enables you to easily raise or lower the straps without the headache of unhooking and rerouting them each time your baby goes through a growth spurt.

3. It ensures comfort—no matter who is sitting where

Not only are there 23 different modes, but each seat is made to feel like the "best" one. With options to recline, kick up their feet and keep the sun out of their eyes with UPF 50+ canopies, you won't have to referee the "but I want to sit there" battle. (Moms of toddlers, you'll know why this is such an important detail.)

4. It’s designed for year-round adventures

For any mama who has been struck with fear from the sight of a bumpy sidewalk, worry no more. With ultra-tough, foam-filled tires and custom dual suspension, the Nuna DEMI™ grow stroller is designed to tackle just about any terrain all while keeping your little ones comfy in their seats. The seats themselves were also designed for maximum comfort, no matter the temperature: With an all-season seat, the padded exterior can easily be removed to expose the breathable mesh lining when you're out and about on hot days.

5. You don’t have to predict the future of your family

When researching and buying a new stroller, it can feel like you need to have exact plans for the future of your family mapped out.

But with the Nuna DEMI™ grow, you don't need to worry about all those plans right now. Whether you just need one seat, two seats, bassinet or car seats, this single stroller has you covered and grows as you need it.

That way, you can worry less about predicting your family's future—and enjoy exactly where it is today even more.

This article was sponsored by Nuna. Thank you for supporting the brands that support Motherly and mamas.

Finding the person you want to spend your life with is never easy, but when you're a parent, there's an extra layer of consideration. You're not just choosing the person you will spend lazy Sundays (and hurried weekday mornings) with—you're choosing the person your children will spend them with, too.

And when that person has children of their own, things get even more complicated. Blending two families isn't easy, but it can be beautiful, as Jennifer Lopez and Alex Rodriguez prove.

Each half of this power couple has two children each, and they're doing their best to make their relationship work not just for each other, but for those four children, too.

"We love each other and we love our life together," Lopez recently told People. "I was so loving to his kids and he was so loving and accepting of mine, and they embraced each other right away. [It was] 'I get a new bonus brother and sisters to hang out with all the time and it's nice.'"

A Rod agrees, telling People: "Our kids have become best friends and that keeps us both grounded and appreciative."

Here are five ways J Lo and A-Rod are totally #parentinggoals when it comes to balancing the needs of their blended family.

1.They bring the kids together

Lopez and Rodriguez each spend time with their own children, but they also bring all four kids (Lopez shares 10-year-old twins Maximilian and Emme with her ex, Marc Anthony, and Rodriguez shares daughters Ella, 10, and Natasha, 13, with his ex, Cynthia Scurtis) together for fun family outings, like ice cream dates and basketball games.

Research indicates that about 14% of kids in step families don't feel like they belong in their family, and report that their family doesn't have fun together. By bringing the kids together for fun family times, Lopez and Rodriguez are encouraging a sense of family belonging outside the relationship they have with each of the kids individually. Studies suggest an adolescents' sense of family belonging is linked to their overall well-being. So this ice cream date is actually healthy, in a way.

​2. They consider their children's other parents family, too

If their Instagrams are any indication, Rodriguez and Lopez have a great time hanging out with their blended family, but they understand that their children have other family members, too, and they don't mind hanging out with them.

A recent Instagram post proves Rodriguez considers Marc Anthony #famila, and that's how it should be.

Studies show supportive communication between a parent and their ex-partner's new partner is good for the family as a whole. Likewise, when the relationship between a parent and a stepparent is antagonistic, relationships beyond their own stuffer. It's truly better if a parent's co-parent and their current partner can hang.

3. They’re a united front with their co-parents

Rodriguez considers J Lo's ex family, and he also doesn't forget that (despite legal disagreements) his ex-wife plays a big role in his daughter's lives. So he celebrates their big co-parenting moments, like parent-teacher night.

Lopez, too, celebrates the times she and Anthony get together for their twins' big moments, recently telling Kelly Rippa the two are now in a really great place, and basically best friends. "The kids get to spend time with the two of us more together and see us working together," she said."It's just good for the whole family," says Lopez.

4. They make time for each other without the kids

Having all four kids together at once looks like fun, but hanging out with three 10-year-olds and a teen also sounds like it could be a little exhausting. That's why the couple takes time to unwind, without the kids, when they can.

As J Lo wrote in a recent Instagram post, "it's the lil quiet moments that matter the most."

5. They're doing it their way

Back in April Lopez was asked whether or not she and A Rod would be getting married soon (thanks to a Spanish language single "El Anillo," which is Spanish for "The Ring"), she told People, she's not in any rush, despite the song.

"I've done that before. I'm a little bit more grown up now, and I like to let things take their natural course," she said. "I know people are going to say that… we are really kind of good for each other and are really having the best time, and our kids love each other and all that."

[A version of this story was originally published July 12, 2018.]

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If you use U by Kotex tampons, you should check your box before your next period, mama.

Regular absorbency U by Kotex Sleek Tampons are being recalled throughout the U.S. and Canada. According to the FDA, defective tampons have been coming apart when people tried to remove them, "in some cases causing users to seek medical attention to remove tampon pieces left in the body."

The FDA notes that there have also been a "small number of reports of infections, vaginal irritation, localized vaginal injury, and other symptoms."

In a statement on its website, U by Kotex explains that the recall is specific to the U by Kotex Sleek Tampons, Regular Absorbency only. The Super Absorbency or Super Plus Absorbency tampons are not part of the recall.

The recall is for specific lots of the Regular Absorbency tampons manufactured between October 7, 2016 and October 16, 2018.

The lot numbers start with NN (or XM, for small, 3 count packages) and can be found near the barcode on the bottom of the box.

To check if your tampons are part of the recall, type your lot number into this form on the U by Kotex site.

The FDA says if you've used the tampons and are experiencing the following you should seek immediate medical attention:

  • vaginal injury (pain, bleeding, or discomfort)
  • vaginal irritation (itching or swelling)
  • urogenital infections (bladder and/or vaginal bacterial and/or yeast infections)
  • hot flashes
  • abdominal pain
  • nausea or vomiting

If you have a package of the recalled tampons you should not use them and should call Kotex's parent company, Kimberly-Clark at 1-888-255-3499. On its website U by Kotex asks consumers not to return the tampons to stores.

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I grew up watching the Fresh Prince of Bel Air so pretty much anytime Will Smith pops up on my Facebook feed, I click. (Also, I happen to live near West Philadelphia, so you know, there's a lot of theme song singing. My husband finds me hysterical.)


The last time I clicked on a Will Smith video, he was telling a story about when he went skydiving. He had made the decision to go with his friends, and then spent the whole night and morning leading up to it terrified, envisioning all the things that could go wrong.

When he was finally up in the plane, the guide explained that they would jump on the count of three. "One… two…" except they push you out on "two" because everyone throws their arms out and stops themselves at "three." So before he knew it, he was flying.

And he found it to be absolutely amazing.

He said, "The point of maximum danger is the point of minimum fear. It's bliss. The lesson for me was, why were you scared in your bed the night before? What do you need that fear for? You're nowhere even near the airplane. Everything up to the stepping out, there's actually no reason to be scared. It only just ruins your day… the best things in life [are] on the other side of [fear]."

Motherhood is skydiving.

If someone came up to you one day and said, "Hey. I have this job for you. You are going to grow a human in your body, kind of like it's an alien. And then that human is going to come out of your body—and that process is really intense. And then the human will be really helpless and you will have to turn it into a fully functioning adult with an important place in this world. Okay… go!"

You'd smile politely and walk run away as fast as you could.

Because if you think about it, the idea of doing all of that—motherhoodis pretty terrifying. The amount of responsibility and work is sort of incomprehensible.

The grand scheme of motherhood is scary.

The thing is, though, that the grand scheme of motherhood is actually made up of millions of tiny moments in which you will be a total boss.

Whether it's a jump-out-of-the-plane moment, or a get-the-toddler-out-of-the-car-seat moment, you will face it with bravery.

Remember, being brave isn't the absence of fear, it's being afraid and doing it anyway.

Being brave is taking a pregnancy test—and seeing that it's positive. Or seeing that it's negative, again.

Being brave is waiting for the adoption agency to call you and tell you that she's here.

Being brave is watching your body change in a hundred ways, and lovingly rubbing your belly as it does.

Being brave is giving your body over to the process of bringing your baby into the world—yes, even if you cry, or complain, or cry and complain. You're still brave. Promise.

Being brave is bringing that baby home for the first time. Oh, so much bravery needed for that one.

Being brave is giving that first bath, going to that first pediatrician visit, spending that first full day at home, alone, with the baby,

Being brave is your first day back at work—or making the phone call to tell them you won't actually be coming back at all.

Being brave is ignoring all the noise around you, and parenting your child the way you know is best for your family.

Being brave is letting go of her hands when she takes her first steps.

Being brave is sitting next to her and smiling when you're in the emergency room for croup—and then sobbing when you get home.

Being brave is bringing her to her first day of school—and going home without her.

Being brave is saying "yes" to her first sleepover and "no" to her first car.

Being brave is hugging her the first time her heart breaks, when your heart might possibly hurt even more than hers does.

Being brave is listening quietly when she tells you she plans to "travel the world."

Being brave is bringing her to her first day of college—and going home without her.

Being brave is watching her commit her life to another person, who is not you.

Being brave is watching her become a mother.

And one day, sweet, brave mama, you'll look back and realize that you just jumped out of an airplane—you raised a child.

All of the things that seemed terrifyingly impossible—you just…do them. One at a time. You will wake up every day a little bit braver than the day before. And before you know it, you can look back on any aspect of motherhood and realize that little by little, you just increased your flying altitude.

Things that was seemed daunting are handled with ease. Ideas that once seemed impossible have become your reality one thousand times over.

So yes, motherhood is incredibly scary. But you are incredibly brave.

One... two... jump!

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Here at Motherly, we're all in on pregnant mamas. We love all things pregnancy science: from how a woman's body absorbs her baby's cells, and the effect of breastfeeding on postpartum weight loss. We fawn over the latest + greatest in baby names. And we adore a good celeb baby bump picture.

So we're thrilled for Meghan Markle and Prince Harry, royal newlyweds expecting their first child together in the Spring of 2019.

And recently, when the Duchess presented a British Fashion Award to the designer behind her wedding dress (Givenchy designer Clare Waight Keller) we were not thrilled when headlines suggested Markle "showing off" her bump by cradling it during the awards show.

Here's the deal: When media outlets make note of a pregnant woman whose bump is visible, they often report that the woman is out "flaunting" her belly.

PSA: Pregnant women do not "flaunt" their bodies.

They aren't "showing off their baby bumps."

They're not "taking their bellies out for a day on the town."

They're simply women who are pregnant, going about their daily lives.

This might seem like a small point, quibbling about particular words about pregnancy.

But in reality, acting like pregnant women are "flaunting" their bellies reflects a society that sees pregnancy as a sideshow, rather than a natural part of womanhood. It makes pregnant women feel like weirdos, rather than integral bearers of the future of humanity. It tells women, yet again, that their changing bodies are up for public critique. And it implies to women that the natural changes in their bodies are strange, rather than a normal evolution in life.

So yes, Meghan's baby bump is visible. How exciting for her!

She's not 'flaunting it,' proud mama-to-be though she is.

Meghan Markle is simply rocking her life as a modern woman (and royal), and pregnancy looks amazing on her.

[A version of this story was originally published October 24, 2018]

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