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  • Frida Baby Control The Flow Bath Rinse Cup, Rinser Cup to Wash Hair + Body with Multiple Pouring Options, Easy Grip Handle + Removable Rain Shower

    Frida Baby Control The Flow Bath Rinse Cup, Rinser Cup to Wash Hair + Body with Multiple Pouring Options, Easy Grip Handle + Removable Rain Shower


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    Rinse the day off of your little one with the Frida Baby Control the Flow Rinser. This dual flow baby bath cup features a soft rain shower spout that’s gentle enough for newborns, and a waterfall spout to rinse off toddlers. The soft pitcher directs the flow of water out of their eyes and ears for a painless tub experience and makes it easier to rinse your little ones hair
    MANY WAYS TO RINSE: Our bath rinse cup has multiple ways to rinse your little ones body and hair to protect both eyes and ears.
    MULTIPLE POURING OPTIONS: Featuring a dual pour design, it offers a gentle rain shower for newborns and a refreshing waterfall for toddlers, catering to the specific needs of different age groups.
    AMPLE CAPACITY: The bath rinser cup boasts a generous capacity of 710ml, allowing for extensive water storage and prolonged rinsing in a single pour, enhancing convenience and fun during bathing.
    DUAL GRIP DESIGN: Equipped with both a handle and an ergonomic grip, this toddler and baby bath cup offers two convenient ways to pour, ensuring ease of use and comfortable handling for caregivers.
    PERFECT PAIR: Combine with our Frida Baby Soft Sink Baby Bath for newborns and infants for all your baby bath essential needs and a complete bath time solution.

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    Customers find the product useful during bathtime. They appreciate its effectiveness, water flow control, and safety for babies. The trickle and pour feature is appreciated, making bath time easier and relaxing for the baby.

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  • What Is Wrong With Me Having A Large Family

    Children are a blessing. We say it but don’t speak it. I am guilty of this as well.

    I scroll through Facebook and see people joking about being pregnant and joking about not being pregnant. The newest joke is who can make it through the summer without getting pregnant. When I go places, my life seems to be a joke to many. A joke about not owning a television or having anything better to do all because I have five children and i am pregnant with my sixth.

    When and why did we start taking life into our own hands?

    The other day I was at the supermarket standing in line waiting to pay. The sweet cashier congratulated me on my 6th baby. The woman checking out turned to me and said, “oh sweetie there is a sale on Tv’s here, far cheaper than having children!”

    I was pretty shocked. It was supposed to be funny, but why? Why is it common humor to joke about not wanting more children?

    I understand children are hard. They make us sacrifice dreams and desires we had planned out. But I have never met a family that said they wished they never had their last child. Every single child has been a blessing. Every parent says that they can’t imagine life without every single child.

    So why is it that we joke so much about having or not having children?

     Everywhere we turn, pregnancy is made a joke and looked down on, people also assume that they must all have different fathers or I am doing it for the money (we don’t claim anything other than child benefits).

    So where did we go wrong? Why is life no longer celebrated? Why is life now limited when it was once begged for?

    I think the first place we need to start is in our words. Are we encouraging people to value life? Are we making inappropriate jokes about someone else’s new pregnancy or telling them it is time to stop?

    The first step to valuing life is watching what we joke about.

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  • To the Lady Ashamed of Being Pregnant With Her Fourth

    To the Lady Ashamed of Being Pregnant With Her Fourth
    To the Lady Ashamed of Being Pregnant With Her Fourth

    I met you in the elevator on my way back from the pediatrician’s office. It was just me and Wren, and you looked at her fondly in her stroller. When the elevator doors opened, you very kindly held the doors open for me. As I clumsily maneuvered the stroller past you, I accidentally ran over your foot. “Don’t worry about it,” you assured me over my profuse apologies. “I have three children myself,” you revealed to me.

    My eyes traveled to your big belly. There was an awkward pause as I wondered if I could assume you were pregnant. “And I’m expecting my fourth,” you admitted. “Congratulations!,” I told you. “That is wonderful!” I saw the relief spread across your face. “Thank you!” you said, and I could tell you meant it. “You have no idea how many people offer their condolences when they find out this is my fourth. Or they ask me if this was planned.” “How rude of them,” I replied. “All children are a blessing.”

    As we parted ways, I felt an immense sorrow for what our society has become. When did having a large family become equivalent to a tragic event? Why do people think that seeing a mother with lots of children automatically entitles them to make rude comments concerning her family planning?

    Countless strangers in grocery stores have seen me with my three little ones and impertinently asked me how many children I am planning on having. I don’t know, person I have never met before. Tell you what: How about next week, I will bring my husband here and all three of us will discuss our family planning and come up with a number you find suitable. Or figure out which ones to eliminate if you feel I have too many already. But honestly, the only answer for the impertinent question of how many children I am going to have is all of them.

    And why are people so obsessed with whether a pregnancy is “planned” or not? Does the child from a “planned” pregnancy have more value than the child of an “unplanned” pregnancy? As to the answer to this other impertinent question, my only answer is yes, God planned for this child from time immemorial, and I will do my best with this life that is entrusted to me.

    There seems to be some unspoken rule that you are only allowed to have two children: one girl and one boy, about 2-5 years apart. If you mess up and fail to meet the gender quota of one of each, you are permitted to go out on a limb and have a third. However, you will risk endless ridicule from strangers if you really mess up and end up with (God forbid ) THREE of the same gender. I have never understood this stock portfolio approach to child-bearing. If you are looking for variety, you get plenty of that within the same gender, trust me. Besides, I hate to point out the obvious, but no matter what you plan on having, you get what you get. As much as we want to, we can’t control everything. Especially when it comes to child-bearing. I’m OK with that mostly because I’m religious, but I’m digressing from the point of this post.

    I have three girls who are each about a year apart. This, for some reason, makes people feel uncomfortable. They are constantly trying to rationalize my unconscionable decision to have that many children so close in age with either: 1) that we kept unsuccessfully trying for a boy, or 2) we are “getting it out of the way quickly.” To be honest, I don’t even know what no. 2 means. We’re having children, not going in for a root canal.

    I have stopped even trying to explain to people that no, we just like having children. That just doesn’t compute. Who would have three children close together ON PURPOSE? Because, I mean, isn’t it difficult? And so not worth it? Maybe if I told them I am a rebel who is swimming against the stream I will garner more support. Being rebellious is always cool, right?

    Benjamin Franklin was one of 17 children. Beethoven was one of seven, and JFK was one of nine! Every child has the potential to do something great in the world. So please, give the mother of these children the support and encouragement she needs whether it is her first child or her ninth. Because your last child deserves just as much excitement as your first.
    And to the lady in the elevator, a thousand times congrats. You are truly blessed.

     

    Originally appeared om Tales from the mommy trenches