🥛 Microplastics in Baby Feeding Bottles

New research from Vrije Universiteit Amsterdam shows that how milk is stored and fed matters as much as what’s inside it.
• Breast milk itself is safe — but when it’s pumped and stored in plastic bottles, microplastics leach into it.
• Infant formula, often mixed and fed in plastic bottles, showed the highest concentrations of microplastics.
• Glass bottles carried far less risk, highlighting that it’s the plastic contact that contaminates the milk.

Babies are being exposed to plastic particles from the very first meals of their lives — not because of what they drink, but because of what it’s stored in.

The takeaway: if you want to minimize exposure, choose glass over plastic.


https://vu.nl/en/about-vu/faculties/faculty-of-science/more-about/research-into-microplastics-in-breast-milk-formula-and-baby-bottles

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A CHILD WHO CHOSE CHRIST OVER SWEETS
Servant of God Catharina Iwanaga Mori
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Today is the death anniversary of the Servant of God Catharina Iwanaga Mori. She was a Japanese 5-year-old child who is being considered for beatification as a martyr. She was imprisoned during the time of Christian persecution in Japan. One day, a soldier offered to give her sweet cookies if she said she hated Christ. Though she was hungry, she replied, "Oh, no. Then I cannot go to heaven. There are much sweeter cookies in heaven."

Men are called to Sainthood. Happy White Pill Sunday!

Article: https://www.catholicnewsagency.com/news/266415/pope-declares-carlo-acutis-and-pier-giorgio-frassati-saints

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•Parenthood is, very simply, a beautiful sacrifice that mothers and fathers willingly and lovingly live for their children, day after day, night after night, as a reflection of the sacrifice Jesus made for his children on the Cross•

•If you did not come from a healthy family, make sure a healthy family comes from you•

A gentle touch and kind embrace show love with grace in every space. 💛

Here are 13 appropriate ways to show affection in front of children:
1.Hugging – warm, brief hugs that convey love and support.
2.Holding hands- simple, meaningful connection to each other.
3. A quick kiss on the cheek, forehead, hand, or lips – gentle, romantic care.
4. Smiling at each other – joy reflected in the heart.
5. Light touch on the shoulder or back – casual and supportive.
6. Sitting close together – closeness with healthy boundaries.
7. Verbal affirmations – “I love you,” “I’m proud of you.”
8. Playful teasing or laughter – lighthearted and bonding.
9. Helping each other (fixing a collar, offering a coat) – thoughtful love.
10. Dancing together in a joyful, playful way.
11. Cupping a hand on the chin – gentle compassion.
12. Brushing hair gently through fingers – tender care.
13. Endearing nicknames (dear, my love) – respectful, sweet affection.

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Every time you sigh and complain about having to cook dinner, you are not just venting.
You are teaching your child that providing for a family is a miserable burden, not a noble duty.

The loud sigh as you start chopping vegetables.
The complaint about how tired you are.
The bitter tone you use when you call everyone to the table.

Here's the uncomfortable truth:
You are not just cooking food. You are cooking a negative atmosphere into the heart of your home.

They don't just taste the meal; they taste your resentment.
They learn that family is work. That service is a sacrifice to be complained about.
They learn that love looks, and sounds, a lot like exhaustion.

The parent who performs their duties with quiet dignity, even when tired, teaches a different lesson.
They teach that duty can be a form of love, and that service can be a source of strength.

Your attitude is the seasoning for every action you take.
Do not poison the meal of family life with the bitter taste of your own reluctance.
By Arsalan Moin