This very day, in a second, Guillem has disappeared. What are you saying!

Actress Natalie Portman, 44, told the magazine The actress's father is a gynecologist specializing in fertility, which is why Portman says she is very aware of the ordeal of having problems conceiving. "I grew up hearing about how difficult it is to get pregnant – she says –. I have so many people I love who have gone through so much that I also want to be respectful of this issue. It's a very beautiful and joyful thing, and it's not easy either." The actress adds that, for this reason, she knows how lucky she is to have become pregnant. "I am very aware of it and very grateful for it. I feel deep appreciation and gratitude," she emphasizes.

I remember going shopping for clothes with my mother who had that habit of everything having to match, everything having to go together. There was that obsession with making sure any piece you bought matched the clothes you already had.This is no longer the case with your daughters. Do you have many arguments about clothes?

At three months old, Pau was rolling over, and by nine months he was already walking. As a baby, he was a chatterbox. We read together a lot, and this, in addition to reinforcing his literacy development, also strengthened our bond, his curiosity, and his imagination. He would run out of the house, his eyes always sparkling.

The effect of hormones on brain function is a controversial topic because it lends itself to abuse by those seeking scientific confirmation of their biases. We have often heard that women's brains are not as good as men's in processes requiring mathematical skills, for example. Sexist statements of this kind are easy oversimplifications of an extremely complex and interesting phenomenon, which slow down research in this field. Because what is evident is that all the body's tissues are subject to the strong biological influence of these powerful molecules called hormones. If there are significant differences in the physiology of the liver, heart, or immune system between men and women, to cite a few well-studied examples, it would be very strange if the brain were the only organ that escaped their influence. A few years ago, a study was conducted that demonstrated that in humans, the male brain cannot be macroscopically distinguished from the female brain. It stirred up quite a controversy because it seemed to disprove the importance of hormones. The thing is, functional differences aren't necessarily visible to the naked eye.

Claire Lynch's (Dartford, England, 1981) debut novel is one of those books destined to find its way through word of mouth. In fact, A family matter It is not even a year old and already has half a dozen translations (in Catalan it is published by Edicions del Periscopi, translated by Núria Saurina, and in Spanish by Literatura Random House). A family matter It's as delightful to read as it is infuriating. It deals with great literary conflicts—love, loyalty, freedom, family secrets—but embedded within ordinary lives, with the trivial and harmless familiarity of very human and imperfect characters, and with a deceptive literary simplicity that poses moral dilemmas to the reader.

Before becoming a mother, I had very firm convictions about who I was and what my path would be. I didn't imagine the extent to which motherhood transforms you completely, the extent to which I myself would become a different person. I thought it would be harder for me to stop prioritizing myself, and that I would sometimes experience it with unease or as a loss.

Elisenda Carod, the presenter of The solution on Catalonia Radio, and his partner, Xavi Fernández, director of the program Whip, They became parents in April 2025The arrival of her son, Guillem, was not easy, as the broadcaster acknowledged a few days after the baby's birth. Now, Carod has shared more details of that harrowing experience, which made her fear for her baby's life, on the podcast. The perverse round, from Radiofónicos.

"When women get older, they can't find men their own size." That's the subtitle of The Superwoman SyndromeFrom psychologist Antoni Bolinches, this book attempts to understand why women are disappointed with love and why men are disoriented. Originally published in January 2020, shortly before the pandemic, it's now back in a revised and updated edition.

Being a mother is never easy, and I think things get even more complicated at Christmas. I'm so grateful my youngest is already ten, and I've been spared a lot of things, like having a mischievous elf in the house who thinks up a new prank every morning. Social media is full of pictures of this elf, and I can only breathe a sigh of relief that this trend hasn't caught on with me. How many more imported traditions will we have to adopt? We've never even made activity Advent calendars at home (does that mean our children know what the term means?). AdventAnd fewer of those calendars where there's a gift every day. That said, I admit I followed the new tradition of going to the mountains to find the Tió, and look, maybe it wasn't necessary. When I was little, the Tió knew perfectly well how to get home on its own, and on Christmas Eve it would appear very dignified in the dining room and retire the next day. Job done. So, if you haven't gone out to search for the Tió with a map, don't worry: it will find its way, just as it always has. Perhaps we're also overprotecting the Tió and don't trust its autonomy enough.

We spent four years with the kids living in Brooklyn, the neighborhood of my childhood. My children went to my elementary school, and Judith even did a year of my school there. middle schoolNow I think they understand me better as a person and know more about what it means to be American, although I wouldn't say New York is entirely typical of the country in general. We've traveled the world and now we're back living in the Raval neighborhood of Barcelona.

If years ago we lamented the almost complete absence of books that addressed exclusively female issues such as motherhood, menstruation, perinatal grief, or menopause, now, so to speak, we can complain of the exact opposite, because everywhere you look there are a dozen that deal with them. I say this to provoke, obviously, because "feminizing" literature was absolutely necessary.

Pregnancies after 40 They are becoming increasingly common in Catalonia. And, in fact, it's the only age group where there are more births now than fifteen years ago, when the birth rate began to plummet. It's just the tip of the iceberg of a more complex reality in which Catalan women who want to have children are postponing the decision to become mothers for many reasons, such as the difficulties of balancing work and family life and the increase in job insecurity. Ahead delayed motherhoodMany women choose to freeze their eggs in case they decide to become mothers at an age when the chances of getting pregnant are lower. This has led to an exponential increase in the number of women preserving their fertility in this way in recent years, and consequently, to a large accumulation of eggs in biobanks where reproductive cells are stored. The reason: the law does not allow them to be destroyed when the woman wishes, an unusual circumstance that does not occur in the case of sperm, where nothing prevents a man from deciding to eliminate his reserve whenever he wants.

Mara Faye Lethem (New York, 1971) writes as if she were slicing open the tender—and often rotten—flesh of contemporary motherhood with a freshly sharpened knife. A translator into English of Albert Sánchez Piñol, Pol Guasch, Jaime Cabré, Jordi Nopca, and Max Besora, she now publishes her first novel in Catalan. Crazy series if you didn'tTranslated by Miriam Cano. It's a story that begins like a typical light comedy, full of nervous giggles, mothers in the park, and clueless fathers, but it soon reveals itself as a fierce satire, a scathing portrait of the fascist trap of perfection. The protagonist, Barbara, pregnant for the second time, navigates a suburban landscape that leads to organic yogurt and anxiety. All the mothers around her are impeccable, controlled, efficient; she, on the other hand, carries the feeling of being on the verge of exploding, both body and mind.

The birth was so complicated that the doctors feared for my mother's life, and for mine as well. Having survived that ordeal without too many lasting effects, and while I was still very little, bad luck struck when I contracted a serious lung disease. That time, too, I was saved by the skin of my teeth because my mother summoned the doctor, who was at home in his dressing gown and slippers, on a Sunday night. That scare turned me into a pale, scrawny, and listless child. I would only eat if I was told a story while I ate. My mother took care of both with biblical patience. The situation dragged on for so long that she ended up recording cassette tapes with stories she told herself—many of them her own creations—so that, whenever it was time for a meal, my mother could use a cassette player we had, a big, black one with keys like a player piano, and give me the story along with the spoonfuls of food.

Driving every night Basics It's meant completely overhauling our family logistics, but now that everything is on track and well-organized, I feel like everything is flowing smoothly. Really, at home, I've gone from being the go-to person in the afternoons, the nights before, and the evenings to being the one in the mornings, the one who gets everything ready and takes them to school.

Just a week ago, Maria Riva, an actress who triumphed on television despite the ever-present shadow of her mother, the Berlin actress and singer Marlene Dietrich, died of natural causes. A mother of four, Riva was given a eulogy by her eldest son, Peter Riva, who spoke of "Maria's intelligence, advice, and profound human understanding." "The family finds solace in knowing that she is now reunited with her husband William, with whom she shared 50 years of marriage, her eldest son Michael, and her parents, Marlene and Rudi," Peter added, perhaps driven by a kind of irrational desire for reconciliation between his mother and his grandmother. However, judging by Maria Riva's biography, perhaps he will prefer not to find his mother in heaven, if such a place exists.

Next Monday I have the back-to-school meeting for my twin daughters, who have started 3rd year of ESO (secondary school). I couldn't possibly split myself in two to attend both classes—they have simultaneous meetings—and meet each of their teachers. But it turns out that Fiona has a scheduled appointment at the primary care center (CAP) at the same time, a visit she arranged weeks ago for her recurring dust mite allergy shot, and I've spent all afternoon trying to figure out how I'll manage to be in three places at once. All three, each important.

Behind the white, consensus-based image that Jennifer Aniston always projects lies a star who doesn't mind stepping in puddles and getting up to her waist in mud if she believes the cause is worth it. She made this clear once again this week in an interview with the British edition of the magazine. Harper's Bazaar, where she hasn't held back when it comes to addressing such delicate topics as infertility, mental health issues, or the gaps hidden behind the word success.

I hadn't seen it coming that my children would fight all the time. I'm an only child, and of course, I had no idea this would be a constant feature of sibling relationships. In our house, you can always hear shouting, and someone always calls the other "Stop it!" You can imagine that, with four boys, they almost always play roughly, they're always hitting each other, and what starts as a game often ends in a huge drama. Are there siblings who calmly play chess all afternoon? Or do they make recipes with the hope of being the new Roca brothers? Well, not mine. Mine argue, get angry, and say all kinds of things to each other. And is this thing about siblings always like this? I asked, completely naively, people who have siblings. Yes, it's always like this.