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Stop Calling It Morning Sickness

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The trouble with morning sickness is that it's usually treated one of two ways: as a trivial (even amusing) rite of pregnancy passage, or as the potentially life-threatening condition hyperemesis gravidarum, which can land women in the hospital for dehydration (as was the case with Kate Middleton).

In between those two extremes lies the wide, debilitating land of nausea and vomiting that's often part of pregnancy. And that is where I spent many, many miserable months when I was pregnant with my two sons.

Now pregnant with my third child, I am just beginning to see the light at the end of the porcelain-enameled tunnel, and I realize that it's time for us to speak honestly about what this condition really feels like.

Once again, at just three weeks pregnant, I felt a pang of nausea that made me wonder whether I was lucky enough to be expecting. At four weeks, when the tests confirmed my hopes, I was plunged into a familiar disorienting rabbit hole of horrendous nausea.

And, once again, it did not keep to the widely-publicized morning schedule. No, this was an all-day, all-night misery that woke me from sleep and never stopped no matter what remedies I tried -- ginger, saltines, medication, fizzy water. Even the forbidden Diet Coke didn't help.

The best way I can describe the feeling to someone who has never experienced nausea and vomiting during pregnancy is that it's like having food poisoning all the time for months on end. Each day -- foggy, repulsed by every smell and taste, unable to walk without crippling dizziness and nausea -- I wondered how I would make it through.

It rendered me nearly incapable of having a conversation, let alone caring for my 4-year-old and 18-month-old sons. Bedtime stories went out the window and, with them, anything beyond procedural parenting. Even feeding, bathing and taking my eldest to school felt impossible. I disappeared mentally and emotionally from my husband, my children, my friends and my colleagues. I did the absolute minimum just to get through the day.

All while my Facebook feed and casual conversations constantly suggested that I "lean in" professionally. How on earth can anyone "lean in" when all they can manage is leaning over? I thought to myself, closing the browser windows.

As a trained psychotherapist, I know the damage that physical illness can wreak on mental health. And, as the founder of a nonprofit dedicated to supporting women's mental health during their reproductive years, I am shocked that there is not a more honest discussion of how debilitating nausea during pregnancy can be.

Believe me, I was brought up in England where you're taught to "get on with it." And to a large degree I was getting on with it, or at least trying to. I don't want anyone to throw me a pity party. I know how lucky I am to be pregnant, nausea and all.

But I began to wonder how other women were coping. Were they coping? Or was unending nausea the trigger for depression or other mood disorders? Shockingly, there is almost no research, not only on more effective treatments for nausea during pregnancy, but also on its effect on a woman's mental health.

According to the American Congress of Obstetricians and Gynecologists, up to 85 percent of pregnant women experience nausea and vomiting, but it's often minimized and undertreated by doctors. And I wonder if that's because we laypeople minimize morning sickness ourselves.

For instance, we often don't talk openly about it. The nausea usually starts before nine weeks, during the window when women are encouraged to keep a lid on their news until the period of highest miscarriage risk has passed.

In my agony, I decided to open up to two friends and two close coworkers because I knew I couldn't get through without their support. (I'm lucky to work in an organization that is founded on supporting women through pregnancy.) And their understanding and excitement for my pregnancy -- along with the understanding and support of my husband -- helped me maintain my own enthusiasm and kept me from sinking.

As I begin to lift my head and see through the fog of these past 20 weeks, I propose three things:

1. Let's stop underselling this monumental physical experience by breezily passing it off as morning sickness. Let's call it what it is: nausea and vomiting of pregnancy.

2. As pregnant women who are sick, let's ask for support when we need it. Tell your doctor how you really feel. Call your friends who have been through it. (They will understand you like nobody else can.) And explain to others what you are going through and how they can help.

3. As friends and colleagues of a pregnant woman, please, offer up your understanding. Drop a cold bottle of seltzer water on her desk and ask how she is feeling that day. If you both have kids, offer to pick up her children and host them for dinner and a playdate so their mom can lie down guilt-free.

If we all start treating nausea and vomiting of pregnancy like a medical condition worthy of treatment, sympathy and support, it will go a long way toward helping women have a more physically and emotionally comfortable 10 months.

This article originally ran on the Seleni Institute website. Seleni is a nonprofit organization providing clinical care, research funding, and information to transform mental health care and wellness for women.


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Prettier Than John Stamos

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Even though I spent over $300 to buy two front row tickets to the Beach Boys concert at the state fair, I still roll my eyes at the Beach Boys' music. I'm a head banger from the '80s. I don't want to hear a bunch of geriatric men harmonize over surfing and bikini-clad girls. They would probably all need hip surgery if they tried to surf. The only reason I sold my soul to the Stub Hub devil and bought those tickets was because John Stamos, my number one fake boyfriend, was joining them on tour.

Now, being the mom of a musician, I didn't go to see if John Stamos was a great drummer or guitarist (he plays both instruments, believe it or not). I went to the Beach Boys concert because John/Uncle Jesse/Blackie Parish is not just eye candy; he is the equivalent of Belgian truffles for the eye. The man is beautiful. I really do think he bathes in the blood of kittens. He must. While he doesn't seem to be the sharpest block of cheddar in the dairy case, John is so visually perfect that it pains me that he does not have children. He needs to make babies now while he's still too young to star in Viagra commercials.

So, in short, I'm a shallow middle-aged woman with a girl boner for John Stamos. There's got to be a 12-step meeting somewhere for people like me. While I did enjoy staring at the yogurt god, and taking pictures from the front row, it wasn't the coolest thing that happened at the concert.

Before John and the Beach Boys hit the stage, I was sitting there, singing and chair dancing to "A Horse with No Name," by the first band on stage, America. I was in heaven, sitting right up front, eating a very large hot pretzel with a super bad for me Diet Coke, just waiting for the Greek god to take the stage. Then, I met the young man who sat next to me with his father. At least, I'm pretty sure it was his father. I didn't ask.

This young man was about 16 or 18, 6 feet tall, and autistic. He came in two songs into America's set, and then sat by me for about half of the show. The other half, he was on the floor next to the stage, or walking around, or lying on his father. He was wearing a Beach Boys shirt, and, during the brief intermission, his father explained that he took him to any Beach Boys show within driving distance. They had driven down from Michigan, three hours away, for this show.

The Beach Boys had met him, and knew he would be right up front. They waved to the young man from the stage. Most of the time, he didn't really see them, but that didn't stop them from trying. Once or twice, he really focused on them, and smiled. I had just met the boy, but that smile brought tears to my eyes.

I don't know his name, or his father's name, or if that man even was his father. I do know that the man, father or not, has the patience of a saint. I know that he will do anything for the young man. I know that like a lot of parents, or caregivers, or friends, he will drive for hours just to see the young fellow smile.

That, my dear readers, is what is really beautiful in this world. Don't get me wrong. John Stamos is still the best looking man on the planet, and I will continue to buy his yogurt and anything else he sells. The truth is though, that physical beauty will never be more beautiful than real love.

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How Splitting Up Made Us Better Parents

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My husband and I both come from families with parents who've been married for decades. Deciding to separate and then to divorce meant taking our children into a world we'd never experienced ourselves. More than anything else, we've both worried about them and how this will affect their lives.

The funny thing is that it hasn't turned into the giant fiasco you might expect. It helps that our kids are still young and don't think to ask us why. But what's helped the most is that taking this step has made us into more involved and more centered parents, even if we're no longer parenting together.

1. More Me Time. Before, I had a husband who worked long hours and no support system. I was more than a primary parent, I was a 99 percent parent. Splitting up and setting up a custody schedule has us both carving out just-for-kids time and just-for-me time. Now that I have Friday nights to myself I have the break I always craved as a stay-at-home parent.

I get three nights a week of undisturbed sleep. There are no errands to run. I can meet a friend for brunch without having to line up a sitter or order a kids meal for a small companion. Last week I even got a pedicure in the middle of the day just because I could. I pick the movies and the TV shows I watch. I can lay in bed and read all day.

It's actually an adjustment to learn to live with a couple of days of open time. You can start up old hobbies. You can connect with friends.

But best of all, when you see your kids again a couple of days later, they are more beautiful and more precious than they were at the end of a long week. My energy is renewed, my patience is restored, and we're all ready to enjoy each other.

2. Less Stress. I do all my parenting alone now, which is harder in a lot of ways. I won't say it's easy. Sometimes I don't get to eat my own dinner until 10:00 p.m. But getting through those difficult hours after school and before bed are not so tough when you're not already on edge.

I hadn't realized just how much my misery in my marriage was weighing on me. There was always the question of when my husband would get home, what mood he'd be in, how we'd manage dinner, how we'd wade through the evening's battles with the kids. If my husband was home, instead of managing something myself I would feel resentful if he wasn't there to immediately step in and assist. I was causing a lot of my own pain and frustration.

Taking that out of the equation means a lot. After the kids go to bed I don't have to deal with any anger or resentment at my spouse. I don't have to face stony silences. We don't avoid each other. There are no fights. It's just a quiet evening for me to relax or clean up or take a bath. And it's weird how much easier it is to get through a rough evening solo.

3. More Working Together. Now that there isn't all this extra baggage of our own arguments and grudges, parenting together is a lot easier. We can talk about it clinically instead of getting upset in the heat of the moment. We can email back and forth. There aren't any spontaneous blow ups. There isn't any finger pointing or blaming.

If I notice the pack of diapers he bought isn't the right size, I can just include a note about it in a weekly email about what's going on, what the state of the laundry is, how they've been sleeping, etc. It's a lot less loaded than the conversation would be if we had it together at the end of an exhausting day.

We've started to talk about disciplining strategies for our 5-year-old. We're setting out a short list of rules we can consistently follow with consequences we've agreed upon. Dealing with these big issues has never been so easy.

Parenting alone may not be ideal but it doesn't have to be the end of the world. Right now, I'm still working on finding my single parent mojo, but it's not nearly as scary as I thought it would be.

This post originally appeared on Scary Mommy. See more of Jessica's essays on Parenting & Divorce with Young Children.

The Horrific Risk Of Gun Violence For Black Kids In America, In 4 Charts

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In a moving letter to the family of Michael Brown, Trayvon Martin's mother, Sybrina Fulton, mourned the American epidemic of gun violence against children:

I will support you and your efforts to seek justice for your Michael and the countless other Michaels & Trayvons of our country. The 20 Sandy Hook children. Jordan Davis. Oscar Grant. Kendrick Johnson. Sean Bell. Hadya Pendleton. The Aurora shooting victims. The list is too numerous to adequately mention them all. According to The Children’s Defense Fund, gun violence is the second leading cause of death for children ages 1-19. That is a horrible fact.


Brown, who was shot and killed by a police officer in Ferguson, Missouri, earlier this month, and Martin, who was slain in Florida by a former neighborhood watch captain in 2012, were both unarmed black teenagers who lost their lives to gun violence.

Fulton's letter lamented all child gun deaths -- and the numbers in the U.S. dwarf those in other wealthy nations, without separating the victims by race or age. The 2013 report she mentioned notes that gun violence is not only the second leading cause of death for American children, behind car accidents, but the leading cause of death for black American children.

Black children and teens are twice as likely to be killed by guns as by cars, the report notes, while white children and teens are nearly three times more likely to die in car accidents than because of gun violence. Black teenage males, such as Brown and Martin, are especially at risk.




The Special Way DWTS' Tony Dovolani Embraces Fatherhood and Raising His Autistic Son

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Tony Dovolani of ABC's Dancing With the Stars puts his family above all else: "Love your family more than anything else in the world. If you treat your family the way they should be treated, then your family will always, always be there for you -- through your successes, your failures, through everything." He feels if he can impart this value to his three children, then he will have been a successful dad.

Dovolani, who is a native of Kosovo, and immigrated to the U.S. as a political refugee, has been married to his wife Lina for 14 years. They have an eight-year-old daughter and five-year-old twins Adrian and Ariana. In fact, Dovolani was in rehearsals for the seventh season of Dancing With the Stars with partner Susan Lucci when he got the call that his wife was in labor with the twins.

Tony has been part of Dancing With the Stars since the second season and is returning this fall. The show premieres Monday, September 15 on ABC. Some of his celebrity partners from previous seasons include: Stacy Keibler, Leeza Gibbons, Jayne Seymour, Susan Lucci, Kathy Ireland, Audrina Patridge, Chynna Phillips, Wynonna Judd, Leah Remini, and NeNe Leakes. During season 15, Dovolani and Melissa Rycroft won the Mirror Ball Trophy.

Behind the scenes, when Dovolani's son Adrian was about nine-months-old, Lina was the first one to notice that he wasn't developing the same way as his twin sister. At 18 months, Adrian was diagnosed with autism. Tony remembers their reaction: "We thought, 'Okay we are going to be a great family.' We have always done work with special needs and the fact that this happened in our family, we were like, 'Alright, we are prepared for it.'"

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In a poignant and uplifting interview, Dovolani shared his thoughts and feelings on fatherhood and raising a child with special needs.

Coping and Learning From Children With Special Needs

Currently, the CDC estimates that one in 68 children in the U.S. were identified with autism spectrum disorder (ADS) and the number continues to rise. ADS is a developmental disorder that encompasses a wide range of symptoms which can vary in intensity including problems communicating and interacting with others, intellectual disability, deficits in motor coordination, as well as repetitive behaviors.

Dovolani's son, Adrian exhibits these types of behaviors such as self-stimulatory behavior, also known as stemming -- he tends to run in a circle. He also repeats himself often and frequently obsesses over things.

Dovolani and his wife view their son's special needs in a positive and meaningful way, which is undeniably why they have coped so well with the diagnosis. "It's funny because a lot of the times parents feel sorry for themselves and we didn't feel sorry for ourselves once. We were like, 'Alright, this is what it is and let's find the best help for him. Let's see what we can learn from him.' With every case of autism, there are amazing kids; amazing people and you learn so much from each one of them. We thought, 'Let's see what field he can excel in.' It has been very educational so far," says, Dovolani.

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A Cohesive and Active Family

Dovolani also discusses the importance of the state assistance they are receiving. "We live in the great state of Connecticut where they have a program, where they send people to your home that help you with speech therapy, motor skills and everything else. It is part of the reason I live in Connecticut."

Adrian goes to elementary school as well and takes advantage of about everything that school offers. Tony adds, that he does physical therapy, "but no medicine, it's a personal choice. Our focus is just on him developing."

Interestingly, one of the methods the family uses with Adrian is to not stick to routines in order to free him from his obsessive need for routine.

Dovolani can't emphasize enough that they don't treat Adrian differently than their two daughters: We try to put him on the same schedule as them; we all eat together, we all hang out together, we play together. He does not get excluded from anything and I think that is the most important thing for any child with special needs; is not to exclude them.

And of course, all three of the children dance. "We're always active, we're always dancing, we're always doing something that has to do with activity -- whether it be a trampoline or swing sets or running or playing tag or rollerblading, ice skating, skiing, bike riding. You name it, we do it," says Dovolani.

I brought up the fact that sometimes in families who have children with special needs; there is a dynamic where the siblings feel they are not getting as much attention as the child with special needs. Tony is clear that they all get equal attention, "It depends on who needs the attention. As a parent you try to divide and make sure you give every single child attention, but we have been blessed with some really great daughters that are very sensitive to my son and they are helpful in every aspect, especially his twin sister. I call my wife my queen because she takes care of everything in such a wonderful way."

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A Blessing

One of the main things that Dovolani wants people to know about having an autistic child or any child with special needs is that it's a blessing. "You can learn so much from an autistic kid. You start realizing that a lot of the petty stuff that you might have paid attention to that consumed your life, it's not important anymore. You see things for what they are; they are not judging you or anything. It's such a beautiful way to look at the world. Anybody that has an autistic child or has one in their family, should take some time to get to know them because their life will be enriched by it," says Dovolani.

These Are The States Where Kids Do Best On AP Exams

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When it comes to advanced placement exams, kids in some states fare far better than those in other states.

A new map compiled by research engine Findthebest.com shows how kids scored on AP exams around the country in 2013. In Mississippi, only 4 percent of students who took AP exams scored a three or above -- a score that may mean college credit, depending on the school's policy. Nearly 30 percent of students in Maryland did.

The map below breaks down the scores:



In 2013, more than 1 million students took an AP exam. About 600,000 students received a score of three or above on at least one test, according to a report released last year by the College Board.

Some AP exams have a large racial and gender gap. Only 19 percent of the 20,000 students who took the AP Computer Science exam in 2013 were female. Only 3 percent were African-American.


The Emotional Moment That Brought This Bride (And Everyone Else) To Tears

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After Todd and Tamara Rakow finished reciting their vows at their Petaluma, Calif. wedding on Saturday, there was nary a dry eye in the crowd.

In honor of the Tamara's father who died after a battle with cancer in 2002, Todd vowed before their 120 guests, "to be the man your father would have wanted you to marry."

Wedding photographer Bethany Carlson captured the bride's emotional reaction to his words in the poignant photo below.

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Credit: Bethany Carlson

"As a professional photographer, it is very seldom that I get emotional during a ceremony," Carlson told HuffPost Weddings. "While taking this photo and the following images, my eyes were filling up with tears as the genuine emotion was too great to ignore. I had witnessed one of the dearest and most respectful vows a man could make to a woman."

After witnessing something as beautiful as this, we'd be teary-eyed too.

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Credit: Bethany Carlson

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How One Ohio Mother Is Trying To Take Down The Common Core

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CINCINNATI – The several hundred people that filled the sanctuary of Faith Christian Fellowship Church on the outskirts of Cincinnati on a Monday evening in July murmured their indignation as Heidi Huber blasted a book that taught that homosexuality was normal. The book wouldn’t be important except it had popped up on a Catholic school association’s website as an example of what elementary school students might read under the Common Core State Standards.

“We are arming the enemy by allowing them in our classroom,” Huber said.

Huber’s talk was billed as an information session on Common Core, a set of instruction guidelines that specify the skills students should have in math and English from kindergarten through high school graduation. But it included a PowerPoint presentation of President Obama’s 2008 campaign platform that promoted preschool access for all children and the Affordable Care Act, both of which she saw as an encroachment on parental rights. Huber’s message to parents was that the problem with the standards is more than academic; they represent the agenda of corporate interests and the left wing

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Five of the 45 states that initially adopted the Common Core have voted to repeal the standards, and, when state legislatures convene again this fall, more may do so. The opposition has been stoked by conservative and progressive pundits alike, but the reversals have been largely the result of state leaders responding to opposition from parents, spurred to action by talks like Huber’s.

“There are a bunch of different reasons people oppose Common Core,” said Patrick McGuinn, an associate professor of political science at Drew University. But “the arguments that are being made by the opponents are … rarely about the standards themselves. They’re a symbol of other things.”

For some, Common Core has become emblematic of over-testing in schools. For others, like Huber, it’s a matter of personal freedom. And while the parents have serious academic concerns –- that the standards will limit the teaching of literature or that they aren’t developmentally appropriate for younger children –- those are often intentionally overshadowed by bigger issues that unify and rally people.

“What I try to convey in presentations is that while the standards are untested and unproven and, in my opinion, horrible, the reason we are concerned about them is who controls them,” said Huber, a finance manager at a private Christian school and a regional leader in the conservative Ohio Liberty Coalition. “While you can argue about the quality of standards, what ultimately is the violation is the fact that you have usurped state and parental authority.”

And that message is resonating. An incumbent Republican in the Ohio Assembly was defeated in a spring primary, “completely on the issue of Common Core,” Huber said. (Although two other Common Core opponents lost to incumbents.) A bill to repeal the standards stalled in committee, but a second one has been introduced and legislators have a strategy to quickly bring it to the house floor. About 150 Ohio residents attended Monday’s hearings on the new bill.

Common Core was developed in 2009 by a coalition of states led by the National Governors Association and the Council of Chief State School Officers and initially received bipartisan support. It was generally acknowledged that standards in many states across the country were weak, and Common Core was an attempt to raise them. In math, students would be required to understand concepts and be able to explain how they arrived at their answer, rather than just providing the correct answers. In English, they would be asked to support arguments with texts rather than opinion.

The standards aren’t a federal mandate, but have been backed by the Obama administration. The Department of Education tied federal grant money to adopting “college and career ready standards,” which most states took to mean Common Core.

Since March, Indiana, Missouri, North Carolina, Oklahoma and South Carolina have repealed Common Core, and similar legislation has been introduced in at least 16 other states, although few of the bills have made it to a vote. Still, fierce battles are raging in a handful of states like Louisiana, where Gov. Bobby Jindal tried to repeal the standards with an executive order and was sued, and Arizona, where November’s election could give Common Core opponents the majority in the legislature.

The opposition has been successful because of tactics like Huber’s, McGuinn said. “The arguments for supporters are more pragmatic, intellectual, technical -– about the need for Common Core and what it is and what it isn’t. [But] it’s hard to combat impassioned, ideological rhetoric with fact sheets,” he said.

Despite the efforts of both sides, surveys show that the majority of Americans still don’t know what Common Core is, and McGuinn is wary of overstating how large the grassroots movement is. Indeed, Facebook pages set up by opponents typically only garner a few thousand likes. Ohio’s falls just short of 3,000 for instance.

In some ways, however, the small numbers only add to the David versus Goliath narrative these groups are crafting. “This is a true populist driven movement,” said Emmett McGroarty, education director of the American Principals Project, a DC-based conservative advocacy group.

McGroarty has connected parents around the country with experts like Sandra Stotsky, an English curriculum expert who was one of two people of the 29-member Common Core validation committee who refused to sign off on the standards. He also gives them talking points to post on websites, which he often helps set up. “What we’re seeing is that a mom armed with the facts and defending her children is far more powerful than any kind of corporate donor or elitist view,” McGroarty said.

Common Core supporters, though, frequently question the accuracy of the opponents’ arguments -– including what the American Principals Project promotes -– and say there is too much confusion about what Common Core does and does not involve. For instance, some Common Core opposition groups warn that schools are mandated to collect data on students’ health history and family income.

Supporters argue that this is not the case. The standards’ rollout coincides with an Obama administration push to improve states’ data systems. Some of the same players are involved in each, but the two are not directly connected, and they say the data collection will not be as intrusive as portrayed.

The anti-Common Core sites also often include things like Planned Parenthood’s National Sexuality Education Standards, which suggest an outline for sex education from kindergarten through 12th grade. They are self-described as being informed by the Common Core, and opposition groups portray them as an inevitable next step for states that adopted Common Core or even as a part of it, despite their having no official affiliation.

In her talk at the Faith Christian Fellowship Church, Huber brought up the Planned Parenthood standards, drawing gasps from the crowd. She presented them as part of a federal school takeover that starts with the Common Core and ends with the total indoctrination of children. After the event, she perched on the edge of the stage as women flocked to her, asking if she would come speak to their group, snatching up her business cards and telling her they would pray for her.

Huber, who has been involved in education policy for the Liberty group for the past five years, first heard about Common Core early in 2013 and began researching the standards, surprised to learn that Ohio adopted them in June 2010. “My Spidey senses first went up because if this is off the radar, it’s probably on purpose,” she said.

Although Huber’s son attends a private Christian school, which has not opted into the Common Core curriculum, she still has led the Buckeye’s state fight against them.

In part, she sees the statewide adoption as undermining the school choice movement. If even private schools in Ohio adopt the Common Core –- as many have done –- homeschooling parents worry that there won’t be any non-Common Core-aligned curriculum for them to use. Both the SAT and ACT, at least one of which Huber’s son will have to take to get into college, will also be aligned to Common Core.

Since getting involved, Huber has helped organize hundreds of people to come to rallies and Senate hearings and become a link for parents who started reaching out on social media about changes they were noticing in their children’s schools.

Sarah Lewis, a mother of four in Celina, Ohio first noticed something was different last fall. Her third-grader was consistently brought to tears by his math homework and her straight A sixth-grader was bringing home English assignments so confusing even she couldn’t make sense of them. That’s when she started to research the standards. “It was a full-time job. Staying up late at night, getting up early in the morning,” she said. “That’s where I drew my own conclusion of the federal overreach, of the coercion.”

Lewis connected with several other parents in her area to form a local group of Ohioans Against Common Core and Huber made the two-hour drive from Cincinnati to give them a presentation. Driving around the state from group to group has become commonplace for her this year.

With every talk Huber gives, she assigns homework: Call the governor. Call your legislator. She’s determined to force politicians to address the objections and take a stand in their political campaigns. She’s hopeful the momentum is in their favor.

McGuinn isn’t so sure that’s true nationwide. “There’s a perception, a narrative of mounting opposition,” he said. “You have to put it in perspective. There’s a ton of smoke, but there’s relatively little fire thus far.”

He thinks many states may repeal Common Core, and Ohio could be among them, but pointed to Indiana, which repealed the standards and then adopted ones that were very similar. “I think you may see a lot more of the Indiana thing,” he said. “States drop the Common Core and then quietly replace it with something that’s the Common Core. That serves the political purposes.”

This story was produced by The Hechinger Report.

5 Thoughts That Go Through Every Parent's Head as Back-to-School Approaches

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How can it possibly be that time again already? The summer feels like it's just begun, and yet our Facebook feeds are filled with kids heading off to school, backpacks stuffed with new school supplies. Despite the excitement surrounding this time of year, there are a few very honest thoughts that many parents think as back-to-school season approaches.

1. Please Don't Ask for That Outfit.



This is particularly true for parents of little girls, though there are certainly trends that we wish boys would avoid, too. Here's the scenario: You've just walked into the kids' clothing section of your store of choice and your daughter gasps. She spies an outfit she NEEDS TO HAVE, MOM. It's atrocious. It's a glittery, cheetah-print mini skirt and matching top that says, "Diva in Training." It's not cute. You do not enjoy divas, neither in training, nor professionally speaking. You do not appreciate the neon animal print, and you definitely do not want your daughter walking out of the house in anything that short. Tell her that's "so last year" and steer her toward the tunics and leggings, ASAP.

2. What Is a Flair Pen?



There's something magical about shopping for school supplies, isn't there? Choosing the perfect backpack and lunch box, snagging the big package of colored pencils and grabbing the last composition book the store had in stock. But then there's always the random item on the list that makes you feel like you have no idea what you're doing. Case in point: Flair Pens. What is a flair pen? Is that some kind of calligraphy tool? Is that, like, a black pen with some kind of sticker on it? No, it turns out it's a BRAND. A specific brand. You're welcome.

3. I Love My Kids, but Hurrah! Activity Stress, Be Gone.



Now that summer's coming to a close, a wave of relief washes over you. You know, the one where you realize you no longer have to plan day trips, beg friends who have swimming pools for yet another playdate or come up with new responses to I'm booooooored. Of course, you love spending more time with the kids during the summer months, but let's be honest: Having them back in their classrooms is all kinds of awesome.

4. Please Get a Teacher Who Doesn't Believe in Homework.



Ah, the first parent-teacher conference. Meeting the teacher can be overwhelming, as their annual plan unfolds before you and a room of your peers, all seated in tiny chairs with copies of PowerPoint presentations before you. You size up the teacher. She seems capable and inspired. You begin your annual silent chant: Please let Miss Pendleton be one of those renegades who doesn't believe in homework and who only sends home positive notes and never emails me that my child seems to need some extra help. Oh, and also one who does not need a room mom or volunteerism of any real kind. No eye contact, please don't look at me.

5. Wait, Please Stop Growing Up.



Whether your little one is starting kindergarten, sixth grade or high school, or it's "just another year," this is a moment to realize that they're growing up. Admit it: You have that ugly-cry moment when they walk out the door on that first day of school, or get on that bus, or close your car door as you're dropping them off. That moment when you pause, reminisce about years gone by, think about how quickly they're growing up and would give anything to make time stand still for just a moment, just long enough for one final, embarrassing mom-hug. All we can do is just keep loving 'em. And remember, we're in this together.

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WATCH: What Is A 'Sexy Body'? This Remarkable Model's Photos Are Redefining That Answer

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What if you could choose body parts like you choose a pair of shoes? And what if these prosthetics could help you do new things and express new parts of yourself? Aimee Mullins shares what she calls the poetry of prosthetics.

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Parents Gave Their 6-Year-Old A Camera To Capture What A First Grader Really Needs

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Tim and May Weber of Tampa sent their 6-year-old son Andrew to his first day of 1st grade with more than just a new backpack. They strapped a GoPro camera to Andrew's body so that he could capture all the events of the bustling day at McFarlane Park Elementary, WFLA News Channel 8 reports.

"We thought it was a novel idea to put a GoPro camera on a child so we could obtain a child's perspective instead of assuming that we as adults know what a child needs," his mother told the local news network. She added that getting a glimpse into her son's everyday life might teach her "how I can help him as his mother."

Andrew Weber's teacher Arianne DeClue and principal Denyse Riveiro also saw the video footage as a learning opportunity. “On the first day of school everyone has nerves and jitters and it was exciting to see what the kids felt,” DeClue told ABC News. In one moment in the video, we see her greet her new student Andrew with a warm hug.

Riveiro told WFLA that she thinks the video will provide insight into various ways the administration can improve the school. "Some of the areas will be from research of what it looks like. How children are reacting socially. Looking at rules and procedures in place. Looking at how comfortable children feel in the classroom. Looking at the safety standpoint. How safe is the classroom. The school environment and for those special features only a six year old would know."

As for Andrew, he found that the GoPro made him one of the most popular kids in school. “My friends wanted to wear it,” he said. The video footage shows the 6-year-old going about his day, walking through the hallways, playing at recess, eating lunch, and even standing in front of his first-grade classroom.

The Webers have certainly found one way to answer the question, "How was your first day?"



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Mommy, Thank You

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Sabrina Dominguez is a brain cancer patient at MD Anderson Proton Therapy Center.

I ruined my mother's life. She had me right after high school. She had dreams that I interrupted and although I blame myself, my mother doesn't. I never got to thank her so, Mommy, thank you.

She didn't spend a lot of time with me when I was a baby and although I bring it up a lot, Mommy, I don't judge you. You moved me away and we went to a bad home but it's okay Mommy, I forgive you. You added a sibling to our little family and although he's a pain, Mommy, thank you. I know bad things unraveled and words were spat but Mommy, I still love you. I got McDonalds in my red sweater and you blessed me with a little sister. Mommy, thank you.

It was hard with Laila in that two-bedroom apartment but it was shelter and you always gave us what we needed, Mommy, thank you. Do you remember that one time when I wouldn't clean my room and I kicked, screamed and cried and you still made me clean it? Mommy, thank you. When we moved next door to grandpa's and I ran away to his house, you went over there and made me go home. Mommy, thank you.

When you fell so far in love we moved to the west side and you made me leave my friends, I know I was ungrateful then but, Mommy, thank you. When I got a boyfriend in the sixth grade and you took away my phone after you saw "together forever" messages, Mommy, thank you. When I called you a bad word and you didn't slap my face, Mommy, thank you. When I played basketball and you sat and cheered at every game, Mommy, thank you. When you married Freddy and gave me the best stepdad I could ask for, Mommy, thank you. When I would get low grades and you would ground me, Mommy, thank you. When I got into Silva Health Magnet all you did was support me, Mommy, thank you. When Mrs. Johnson called you and you grounded me for a month, Mommy, thank you. When the headaches started and you thought I was just a pill popper, Mommy, thank you. You bought me time. When the doctor called you and you risked your life driving to grandpa's, Mommy, thank you. When we were in the hospital, and you let my friends instead of family be in the room, Mommy, thank you. When we got in that plane to go to Houston I know you were scared, Mommy, thank you.

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When I cried the very first time back in Houston, all you did was hold me, Mommy, thank you. When you told me not to be scared, and we both had misty eyes before surgery, Mommy, thank you.

That first radiation treatment you painted your nails pink and purple to make me smile, Mommy, thank you. When I had a panic attack right before treatment, and you yelled at me to get it together, Mommy, thank you. When my hair fell out and I screamed in the shower you let me scream, Mommy, thank you. When you shaved your head with the clippers straight down the middle, Mommy, thank you. When you brought me back to El Paso because I couldn't take being away from my family and friends any longer, Mommy, thank you. When you held the throw-up bucket and didn't flinch my very first chemo treatment, Mommy, thank you. When I didn't come out of the hospital until Sunday and you stayed with me, I know it was hard, Mommy, thank you.

When you took me to celebrate New Year's with our family you didn't let me feel uncomfortable for being bald when the little kids started staring, Mommy, thank you. When the one person we thought would always be there left me, you reminded me that I wasn't at fault, Mommy, thank you.

When we go to parties and you automatically assume Ana is coming, Mommy, thank you. When I had a breakdown in the hospital and screamed I didn't want to do this anymore and you calmed me down, Mommy, thank you. When I yelled at you and had a third breakdown and you called Auntie Vanessa, Mommy, thank you. After that breakdown we went to the clinic and you asked for an anti-depressant, and you had them explain why they were giving that to me, Mommy, thank you. When I wanted to go to Dallas you let me go and you knew you'd miss me, Mommy, thank you. When you let me go to Tucson just for In-N-Out Burger, and you teased me, Mommy, thank you. When I shaved my head because my hair was falling out again you didn't stop to ask me why, Mommy, thank you. When I asked to go to Ruidoso with low counts just so I can have fun before going in for my next treatment, you didn't stop me, Mommy, thank you. I don't know what I'd do without you.

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My mother has handled me screaming and crying in diapers, screaming and crying as a crazy kid, screaming and crying as a moody teenager, screaming and crying through cancer. She has stuck with me through it all. Through a tonsillectomy all the way to brain surgery, my mother deserves some recognition. She's my spine, my birthday shadow, my BFF, my thunder buddy, so Mommy, thank you.

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Memo to Three Year Old Slackers

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To: American Three-Year-Olds

From: America's Education Reform Thought Leaders'

Re: Get to work, you lazy slackers

It has come to our attention that your older brothers and sisters have been showing up to Kindergarten completely unprepared for the requirements of a rigorous education. It is time to nip this indolent behavior in the bud. You probably don't even know what 'indolent" means, do you? Dammit -- this is exactly why Estonia and Singapore are challenging the U.S. for world domination!

It's time for you to understand -- the party is over. We waited patiently for you to get potty trained and weaned off breast feeding on your own schedule, and that was probably a mistake because it led you to believe that you could just do things when you're good and ready. Well, no more. We're on to you. We saw you spend all that time crawling instead of walking because walking was just tooo haaard. Wah, wah, wah. We're done coddling you. The state has a schedule for you, and you are damn well going to get with it. You got to float around all free and easy in your Mommy's non-rigorous womb, and that's enough time off for anyone.

No, I don't want to see the pretty picture that you drew, unless you can explain what sources and data contributed to your compositional choices. You really need to be synthesizing two or more disparate sources for your pictures. And stick to the prompt -- I said draw a picture of an important Sumerian ceremony, not a bunny and a sun. And stop getting up every ten seconds to go look at something. You need to start learning how to focus properly. Sit in that chair and draw for the next 90 minutes without getting up.

Sitting will be good preparation for testing. Of course we're going to test you. How else will we know whether or not you are on track for college? Yes, I know your Mommy says she loves you and you can do anything, but what the hell does she know. Only a good solid expensive standardized test can tell us whether or not you are college material. Stop whining and get your pudgy little hand wrapped around that mouse. C'mon -- show some grit.

I know this is a lot to take in, and we really would have started last year when you were two, but frankly, all you would say was "no" over and over again. It's possible that terrible twos are the educational barrier that we can't break past. But now you're three, and all we have to break you of is this tendency to be distracted by childlike wonder and joy, and this ridiculous desire to play all the time. We must get you ready for Kindergarten, or you will never get into a good college and then we won't have the workers we need to compete globally and our leaders will lose supreme command of the universe and our corporations will have access to fewer markets. You don't want that, do you? You don't know what "compete globally" means? See, this is what we're talking about. Go sit down and write a six-sentence paragraph utilizing multiple sources about economic developments in post-agrarian societies, using non-fiction sources from government websites.

Look, kid. Everybody wants you to be Kindergarten-ready, so you've got to practice sitting inert, taking senseless tests, and being properly compliant. You need experience in going days at a time without playing, and I'm a little concerned that your napping is getting out of hand. And don't think your teacher is going to let you off the hook -- we know how soft and wimpy she is, and we've taken care of her.

Does this apply to all three year olds? Well, no, actually. If one of the servants read this to you, this is not going to apply to you. Everybody else had better shape up.

Cross-posted from Curmudgucation.

Scott And Wilber's Story From The Let Love Define Family Series

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This week’s Huffington Post Gay Voices RaiseAChild.US Let Love Define Family™” installment highlights the joys of Adoption Day for Scott Sparks, a human resources manager in Long Beach, CA, and his husband, Wilber Rubio, a behavior therapist who works with mainstreamed autistic children. Along the way to creating their perfect family, Scott and Wilber had to contend with Wilber’s born-again Christian family and some homophobic comments in the foster parent training, but all of it worked out in the end.

It was a moment of merriment in Judge Tim R. Saito’s long day at Children’s Court in Los Angeles last month. After Scott A. Sparks, 42, and his husband Wilber Rubio, 31, filed into the courtroom with their bubbly brood of three, the family members just kept rolling in and filling every corner. As 25 joyous family members took their seats, the mood was catching and the judge couldn’t help but laugh along with them.

It was Adoption Day for Giovanni, 9, and his biological sister and brother, Genesis, 7, and Angel, 5. The excited children had dressed up for the occasion, and Genesis insisted on wearing her tiara. When the judge made the final decree of adoption, the eldest child cried happy tears and wrapped Wilber in a big hug.

After more hugs and kisses, the family enjoyed a lunchtime celebration with friends and extended family next door at Luminaria’s, a Mexican restaurant in Monterey Park. When the restaurant staff learned about the special day, they brought out dessert for the kids with candles and sang “Happy Adoption to You!” The kids basked in the loving attention and enjoyed opening many gifts.

Looking back over the preceding year, Scott said, the journey seems “seamless.”

“It seems like our family always has been a family,” explained Scott. “It’s funny to think it’s been only a little over a year since we met the kids. It just feels so natural now. Our days are filled with school and soccer practice and all that stuff, and we’re loving every minute of it.”

The couple met in 2009 and planned to adopt soon after they were married in New York in 2011, but then Scott’s work transferred him to California. Once settled, they began the foster process with the Los Angeles County Department of Children and Family Services (DCFS).

“We always knew we wanted to adopt,” said Wilber. “That was a topic early on when we started to date. Living in a new home, in a new state and starting a new job, we put adoption on the back-burner until we could settle in. One evening when we were watching T.V., we saw a commercial for Wednesday’s Child and the fire to build our family was reignited. It was time to start pursuing our dream of building a family of our own. We made a call to DCFS and got enrolled in an orientation session.”

While Scott and Wilber were participating in the DCFS classes, Ivonne Crescioni, a social worker who was one of the trainers, introduced the couple to CEO and founder of RaiseAChild.US Rich Valenza and Jason Cook. As RaiseAChild.US’s Parent Advocate, Jason provides information and support to prospective parents navigating the many steps involved in becoming foster-adoptive parents.

“Jason was such a great help in guiding us along the process,” said Scott. “He told us how to work through the county and state system, who to call and how hard to push. Jason's guidance helped us speed through the process... and he was always there in the background coaxing us along!”

With busy careers, Scott and Wilber were looking for kids “a little bit older.” The couple, as they put it, “got the whole package" when they were matched with a sibling set of three at a DCFS bowling alley recruitment event in July 2013. From one day to the next, they went from a quiet household of two to a bustling family of five.

Since then, Scott and Wilber have become advocates for foster-adoption. Reaching out to the LGBT community in particular, they spoke on a parent panel at a RaiseAChild.US event for prospective parents at the W Hollywood in October 2013 and a RaiseAChild.US fundraiser at Mauro Café Fred Segal in November. The audience was clearly touched by their warmth and candor; several participants talked about how much the panel meant to them, particularly the chance to hear from “real, live” parents who had been where they themselves dreamed of going.

Scott reports that DCFS was completely supportive of the family. However, during a discussion of religion and sexuality in the training class, “Several people said straight out, ‘I couldn’t accept a child like that in my home’ and it struck a nerve.” Scott explained, “I thought, ‘How could you not let a human being be whoever they are?’ I was worried that we, as gay dads, might not be welcome.”

A trainer immediately jumped in, saying, “If you’re going to foster a child, you can’t pick and choose that kind of thing,” recalls Scott. “They made it very clear that if that’s the intention, they should re-evaluate their interest in becoming a foster parent. It was reassuring to hear that so clearly from DCFS. After that, we felt welcome there.”

The initial homophobia of Wilber’s conservative, born-again Christian family was an obstacle. Over the years, the family had come to accept their son’s sexual orientation and marriage but when the possibility of raising children arose, the family was very hesitant. However, since the children were placed with Wilber and Scott, love won out. Today, Wilber’s family is very supportive and welcoming. This month the Rubio-Sparks family visited Wilber’s family in Long Island, NY, and the children had so much fun they did not want to leave.

Scott’s family has been very supportive throughout the process. “Granny and Papi have been there through it all and have built an enormous bond with their ‘first grandbabies,’ as they call them,” said Scott.

“For us, the best thing about being a parent is the ability to share our interests and passions with our children,” said Scott. “We love seeing the world through their eyes, seeing all the curiosity, the good and the innocence in everyday events. Being there to help mold them and push their boundaries is an amazing responsibility and honor.”

The couple proudly describes each of their children.

“Giovanni is a mature 9 year old. He loves anything that has to do with sports. Since he moved in with us he has played baseball, basketball, soccer and will start football very soon. On the surface he may seem a bit tough or serious, but on the inside he is a sweet, loving and passionate little boy who loves to hug us and hold our hands when we walk. We are proud of his dedication to trying new things and never giving up!”

“Genesis is our 7-year-old diva/princess! Geni is enamored with anything pink or with bling. She adores Hello Kitty and fashion! She is all about dressing up and has no issues telling us when something is not to her style or liking. She likes animals, reading and school. Geni’s love of fun is contagious and she makes new friends wherever she goes. We are proud of Geni’s selfless attitude and her drive to help out her friends and family whenever she has the chance.”

“Angel, our 5 year old, has serious plans to be a superhero in the near future. Which one? Well, he has not made up his mind yet. Angel has a fantastic imagination that takes us many places. Angel is quite the artist -- he loves to draw, paint and color. We are proud of Angel’s eagerness to learn and to see the good in people. We know he will save the world from all the bad guys one day. Angel has made us very proud academically. He asks to work with us almost every day on math and reading skills and can read at an amazing level. He constantly reads while we drive along, making sure we know every street and store around us.”

In September, the precocious learner will finally be able to join his brother and sister at their school in Long Beach. As they enjoy watching each of their children reach another milestone, Scott and Wilber encourage other prospective parents to learn more about foster-adoption and follow their hearts.

“Don’t wait!” said Scott. “The only thing that we regret is that we didn’t do it sooner. On the other hand, the cosmos had a plan for us -- our lives collided with this sibling set of three. We never saw it coming and now cannot imagine life apart from them."

“The hoops you will need to jump through and all the steps and dedication might seem a bit much and exhausting when you are going through it,” said Wilber, “but it pays off ten-fold in the end.”

Corinne Lightweaver is the Communications Manager at RaiseAChild.US, a national organization headquartered in Hollywood, California that encourages the LGBT community to build families through fostering and adopting to serve the needs of the 400,000 children in the U.S. foster care system. Since 2011, RaiseAChild.US has run media campaigns and events to educate prospective parents and the public, and has engaged more than 2,200 prospective parents. For information about how you can become a foster or fost/adopt parent, visit www.RaiseAChild.US and click on “Next Step to Parenthood.”

9 Times 'The Simpsons' Was Strangely Beautiful

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When you think "The Simpsons" you inevitably think funny gags, hilarious characters and unforgettable lines. It's easy to see why the show has 25 years under its belt.

What you probably don't think about, however, are those oddly beautiful moments. In a comedy, they sort of sneak up on you.

But that doesn't mean they're any less effective. In fact, they're often strikingly poignant. With "The Simpsons" marathon underway on FXX, here are just a few visually and emotionally beautiful moments from the show.

"The Simpsons" showed us...



What it means to love an inanimate object.


Ep. "Mr. Lisa Goes To Washington"



What it means to be alone.


Ep. "Bart's Friend Falls In Love"



What it means to love your pet.


Ep. "Dog Of Death"



What it means to lose someone.


Ep. "One Fish, Two Fish, Blowfish, Blue Fish"



What it means to be a parent.


Ep. "And Maggie Makes Three"



What it means to say goodbye.


Ep. "Mother Simpson"



What it means to be a brother or sister.


Ep. "Lisa On Ice"



And, as odd and imperfect as they might be...


Ep. "Home Sweet Homediddly-Dum-Doodily"



What it means to be a family.


Ep. "Marge Be Not Proud"



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Jonathan Lipnicki Learns That If You Were A Child Star, Everyone Assumes You Went To Rehab

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Little Jonathan Lipnicki's much-quoted debut as the spiky-haired tyke in "Jerry Maguire" vaulted him to a level of stardom that few besides Macaulay Culkin and Haley Joel Osment can understand. That was, until the day everything changed. By which we mean Lipnicki hit puberty. He didn't go to rehab for substance abuse or get busted for drug possession, unlike some of his young Hollywood cohorts.

In the video above -- appropriately titled "You Used To Be Cute" -- Lipnicki parodies what we're sure has been far too frequent a conversation between him and everyone that's surprised that he's neither 6 years old nor a parolee.

Apparently, this is one conversation with which a few former child stars can identify.

Mara Wilson, who appeared in "Mrs. Doubtfire" and "Matilda" as a little girl, took to Twitter to applaud Lipnicki's satire video and commiserate about being a former child star without a sordid past.

5 Things Not to Say When Someone Shares, 'We're Adopting!'

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After several years of trudging through the infertility treatment jungle, my husband and I started to research adoption as a possible option. In all honesty, we were tired and angry AND had huge doubts that adoption would "work." We attended an adoption class through our local agency and that class truly changed us. We learned about adoption, met couples going through similar experiences and we left that class with hope, excitement and renewed energy. We. Had. A. Plan!

Over the next several months, we completed the steps necessary to be added to our agency's waitlist and just like that, WE WERE "ADOPTION PREGNANT"! We were elated and started to share our news with family and friends. Overall, people shared our excitement, but it became clear very quickly that there was going to be more to this than just sharing we were going to have a baby. We were going to have to help educate people on adoption.

We were unprepared for the crazy things people said to us when we told them our news. My husband and I would recap our days and share the questions and comments we heard from people, how we responded and how we could respond better the next time.

I truly believe people were not being malicious with their comments and questions; they were just unfamiliar with or uneducated on adoption or how best to congratulate us.

So, it is for that reason that I share this post -- not to complain, just to help prepare those considering adoption and to help educate others how to best respond when hearing someone's exciting news!

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1. You just wait, now you'll get pregnant!
This is the most common thing people said to me when I told them we are adopting. It was usually coupled with stories about how they know 25 women that have adopted and then gotten pregnant. I can understand how that might happen. The stress is off, you finally have your baby, so I've heard many wonderful stories of people adopting and then getting pregnant. BUT... this is not the case for everyone. You don't know what the couple has been through or why they haven't been able to have biological children, so don't assume because you've heard about it happening that it will happen for this couple. Saying, "now you'll get pregnant," in a way says, "don't worry, there is still hope that you can have 'your own' child." Instead, just congratulate the couple that they will soon have "their own" child through adoption!

2. Ohhh (concerned voice), my best friend's brother's cousin's daughter's uncle adopted and [insert adoption horror story].
Listen, there are sad adoption stories, no doubt about that. As adoptive parents, it's a risk we know we are very possibly signing up for. A risk we are willing to take, because we know the potentially rocky road will eventually lead us to our little one. BUT, we don't need someone else to remind us of the potential heartbreak. Instead of adding to our fear, how about offering to pray for our adoption journey!?

3. So, you can't have kids of your own?
I was shocked the first time someone asked me this. I'm sure I gave them a classic Natasha confused blank stare, because I was thinking, What the heck?! I just told them exciting news! We're going to adopt a baby! First of all, that question is way too personal, but since I was unprepared, I found myself sharing way more than I needed to in order to answer the question. The response I should have had: None. Of. Your. Darn. Business. If you get asked this question, you don't have to share your personal history with strangers! If you ask this question, it feels like you are A.) snooping, and B.) saying, "great, you are adopting, but that isn't quite as exciting as if you were telling me you were pregnant." Instead of raining on our exciting news, just tell us how excited you are for us to start our family!

4. We've always wanted to adopt too! Maybe, someday, after we have a few of our own.
OK, if you're serious about adopting down the road, then awesome! But, 1.) please know the children we adopt will be "our own" 2.) please don't make it sound as simple as heading to the Humane Society and picking out a new puppy... fun! And double fun for you that you can pick, choose and plan when and how to have your family! If you are serious, we'd be happy to fill you in on adoption and the process; if not, just don't go there.

5. That child will be so lucky to have you as parents/You have such big hearts to adopt those children.
I believe these two comments come from a loving place and thank you for your nice compliments. BUT, let me let you in on a few little secrets: We are NOT adopting children to achieve sainthood. We are adopting children because WE WANT CHILDREN and a family. So, while it's true we have big hearts and lots of love to share... that's just being a good parent. You're right, the child we adopt will be lucky, but WE are a zillion-trillion-gazillion times luckier to be blessed with that child. Lastly, please don't say "those children" like they are dirty or lesser in any way than someone's biological children. THOSE CHILDREN are made by the same God that blesses families' biological children.

And here is a BONUS that I'm hoping needs no explanation for why it might not be the right thing to say.....

Us: "We're Adopting!"
Them: "What's wrong with you?"

If you are planning to adopt, this post is a heads-up on some of the feedback you may receive. It took us a while to understand how not to be angry at the comments! Just know that they usually come from a loving place, but as an adoptive parent, it kind of becomes part of our job to help educate people on adoption.

If you know someone who has adopted and have made some of these comments, don't fret... now you know!

Former jet-setter and business woman, Natasha Hanneman is currently rocking out motherhood to twin 2-year-old boys and wifey-hood to a great hubby. She blogs about family and adoption at Giggle Giggle Toot Roar. You can follow Natasha on Facebook and Twitter.



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Boost Your Child's Self-Confidence This Back-to-School Season

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The "Back to School" season is in full swing. Although many of us are excited to see our kids off to a new school year, many of us can't help but wonder (and sometimes worry), that although our children will embark on the year confident and self-assured, they may leave the school-year less so. This is a valid concern: In research out of California, "80 percent of the kids entering in the first grade scored high on a self-esteem inventory. By the fifth grade, only 20 percent of them were scoring high. And by the time they graduated from high school, it was down to five percent."

As a speaker, I've addressed a wide range of audiences -- big and small, domestic and global, consumer and corporate -- and what I've come to find is that the topic of self-confidence consumes many of my audience members, particularly those of whom are parents. They worry their children aren't comfortable in their own skin and don't feel good about themselves. They worry about the effects of peer pressure. And, they worry their children may grow up with confidence issues. Inevitably, at the end of almost every speaking engagement, a parent comes up to me and asks, "How can you instill self-confidence in your kids?"

It is no secret that our childhood has a huge impact on how we feel about ourselves as adults. And so, what better time to lay the groundwork for healthy self-esteem, self-talk and self-belief than during childhood?

If we can empower our children, they will become empowered adults. If we can inspire them to be themselves, and to swim upstream, no matter how challenging it might be, then they will grow up to be healthy-minded and confident. If we can instill the values necessary to help them feel good about themselves, no matter how "different" they may be, or how "unpopular" they may feel, then they may grow up to be secure in who they are.

So, how might you instill confidence in your child as they enter the new school year?

  1. Talk to Them: The new school year is a perfect opportunity to talk to your child about the doubts they may have (if any), what they are looking forward to, and what they hope to get out of the school year. If they do have any doubts or fears, talking to them may help them gain better perspective, so they don't feel so fearful. And of course, encouraging them to talk to you throughout the school year is of great importance, as well.


  2. Give a Gift of Inspiration: A picture says a thousand words. I remember as a child getting back-to-school gifts that would "pump me up" for the school year. Whether it was a plaque with an inspirational quote or a triumphant mouse figurine, it sent a beautiful message: believe in yourself. I recently launched my Inspiration Art Series for kids. The series isn't just about artwork, it is about inspiring kids to feel confident and develop self-esteem through art and story. For instance, my first piece -- Silver's Magic -- focuses on embracing unique qualities and loving yourself for those unique traits.


  3. Avoid Comparisons: "Why can't you be like your brother?" "Why didn't you get an "A" like Sally?" Even if you don't verbally communicate these messages, this type of thinking can do great damage. When we compare our children to others, it sends them a message: "You aren't good enough as you are. You need to be different." Not only does this eat away at their self-esteem, but it drives a wedge in your relationship. Encourage them to be themselves and if they don't perform at a level you think is realistic, play detective. Understand the "why" behind performance slip-ups instead of focusing on the actual outcome.


Now it is your turn: In the comments below, tell me your thoughts. Do you grapple with instilling confidence in your children? How have you dealt with the issue?

Love is a Myth

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I am a cynical cliché of a man. And, like most misanthropes, what has fueled my pessimism -- ironically -- is my optimism. When you go through life expecting intelligence, honesty and fairness, but you get the Tea Party, McSalads, and Prop 8... you tend to become a bitter grump.



Even more insane has been my belief in the myth of love. My life-long childish desire -- and failure -- to find that one special person that would catapult me out of my ridiculous self-indulgent self, into the Platonic ideal of Love.



Chasing the love-unicorn through my 20's and 30's was absurd. It led me into relationships with some women who clearly only wanted to date other women. It saw me dating mean-angry girls (one of whom started "brianfinkelsteinisanasshole.com"). Hell, my quest for the love-yeti even brought me to India, where I went to watch a woman I was in love with marry her first cousin in an arranged Muslim wedding.



Then, a few years ago, right when I gave up on the idea of the 'perfect-woman-for-me,' I met her. Her name was Jean, and she was smart and beautiful and funny and interesting and she can fly (just making sure you were paying attention). What was surprising -- to me -- was that she also loved me. And what was surprising -- to everyone else -- was that she was age appropriate.



The optimistic side of my brain said, "You waited a long time but you found the right person. You are very lucky." Then the pessimistic side of my brain said, "There's got to be something very wrong with her. Run!"



I didn't run; I proposed. And our wedding was the best night of my life. Jean was my love-Laelaps -- a mythological female dog destined always to catch its prey (and I mean that in a good way, Jean) -- and I was ready for 'happily ever after.'



Then, one day, we started joking about our friends who have kids. Jean said that if we had any, we wouldn't be weird LA parents who never say, "No," or "Can't." We laughed, deciding we'd only say, "No," or "Can't." "NO! CAN'T! NO! CAN'T!"

We decided that we would raise our kids the way we were raised: with discipline and shame. Before long, the joking became a conversation. We both wanted a family. And -- in our minds -- being in the perfect family meant having kids.

Then, despite our middle-agedness, the very first time we tried, MAGIC! Jean got pregnant.

The optimistic side of my brain said, "Amazing! We'll make great parents and have a perfect family." Whereas, the pessimistic side of my brain said, "Jean will be an amazing mom but you, Brian, will suck as a dad. You're insane. You will never love that kid as much as you love yourself. What if your kid gets bullied or is like you and all anxious? What if he's stupid or she's a jerk or he's a terrorist or she's a Republican or he's a vegan or a serial killer...."

For the next three months we did what all the books say to do and kept quiet. Then we went to New York and told our families at a big Italian restaurant. I got stuck collecting the money, and of course we were short; I don't think my brother put any money in, but still, it was a great time. We were happy.

The night we got back from NY, I woke up at 5:00 AM when I heard Jean crying, "Something's wrong!"

The next whole year sucked. There were hospital bills, depressing Facebook posts of friends' NEW babies, unsolicited bad advice, ovulation-cycle iPhone apps... and, all told, there were three miscarriages.



One of them was so bad that the day we got home from the hospital Jean collapsed on our bedroom floor. She just lay still with her eyes open and for a few seconds -- that seemed like an eternity -- I was convinced that I just saw my wife die.



But here we are. Still trying. To which the optimistic side of my brain says, "Who knows if we will have kids? Either way we'll be okay. And sure, yes, neither one of us is perfect; I mean, Jean's downstairs right now anxiety-baking more chocolate chip cookies than two people could possibly eat. Hell, it's almost 10pm and I have yet to put on pants today. But despite our individual imperfections, whether we stay a two-person family or become a three, four, or nine-person one, as a family... we are already perfect."



Meanwhile, the pessimistic side of my brain says... who cares what the pessimistic side of my brain says.



This blog post is part of a series, produced by The Huffington Post in partnership with Chevrolet Malibu, entitled 'The Moment I Stopped Being Perfect.' To see all the other posts in the series, click here.

Why Is Making a New Friend Important?

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I must apologize to my readers for the tardiness of this blog. I have been busy managing some health issues, and my writing has taken a back seat; however, the issue of friendship is an old one, and it has recently come to me in the form of many different concerns of parents of many ages.

When I was a young parent, I was very anxious to see my children participating in a positive way with other children of their own ages. I started with girlfriends who had babies the same ages as mine, and we created playgroups together. We would use our own houses every five weeks for a few hours of together time with our five babies. Their play was for the most part, parallel play, since they did not know how to speak in sentences yet. Somehow we felt proud that they were getting used to the idea of being social, and we had fun comparing notes on how the previous week had gone. Today, with so many working moms, I find that there are an increased number of opportunities for young children to participate in all kinds of classes offered for young children. These classes allow nannies and grandmothers and caregivers to bring the children for the fun. Either way, the youngest of the children are getting the idea of interacting with each other.

As my children reached the ripe old age of 3, they started having friends ask for play dates. I had not gone back to work yet, but I felt that it was important to be there to see how the children were doing. Some of the other mothers nicknamed me the "sergeant" because I came along on the play dates. I was waiting to see if this was going to be the play date in which my child's future best friend would be discovered. I laugh at my behavior since now I understand it all so much more. The important thing that I was doing was exposing my children to other children. Secretly, I never stopped waiting for the best friend to be found.

By the time my children were in elementary school, they were asking me for play dates with the children in their classes that they liked. Each time I made sure that I took them to get a treat after school, and if it was a weekend, there were movies or special places to see. When school resumed on Monday, I would inquire if they played together to talk about their times together. Most of the time, they smiled at me and reported that they had a new best friend now! I was confused at first, but then I realized that they were all trying on different hats to decide which fit best. I really had nothing to do with the promotion of the friendships. They had to each find their own ways, which they did. My son found his best friends through sports teams and in neighborhood play. I found it interesting that the boys with whom he chose to play were very much like him, and that was a good thing. My daughter's best friend lived right next door, but she also found her comfort zone in girls that were sweet like her at school.

When I went back into the classroom I had parents who focused on the socialization issue just like I had done in the years before, so I understood their concerns. This is what I found. There were three kinds of parents that needed the most help:

The first kind of parent wanted their child to be the most popular. (Yes...even in second grade!) That meant when it was time to start play dates, a group of children would be selected to go to fun activities like the rides at the beach. During school parties, they brought the fanciest treats for everyone, even when asked to keep it simple. I found that I needed to counsel these folks the most, and I often heard teary stories of sadness about their own experiences in a less than satisfactory elementary school.

The second group of parents were overly protective. Their motives were pure, but when it came time to sign up for field trips or to plan play dates, their children were not allowed to go. Naturally this sent the wrong message to the child, and it created huge anxiety in the child. I included this group of parents by offering them small tasks in the classroom, so that they could see that their children were well supervised, and then I had the ability to help0 them find ways to let go of their fears.

The third group of parents had vested their entire lives in their children. They brought them to school, hovered around the classrooms, peeked through the fence at recess time, and sought out the teacher for daily conferences when possible. I had to ask the director for some help with these parents, as I could not think of enough things for them to do to keep them occupied in a constructive way. Their constant hovering interfered with their children becoming socialized and acclimated to the others.

With the new school year just beginning, I urge parents to be cognizant of the issue of socialization. With one good friend who plays with your child's toys and vice versa, your child can have security at school of that one person who will watch his/her back. Encourage but don't force, support but don't pressure. It will happen!
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