Anne Hathaway reflects on her challenging journey to motherhood and the heartfelt influence her openness about her experience has had over the years.
Oscar-winning actress Anne Hathaway, who is a mother to sons Jonathan, 8, and Jack, 4, with her husband Adam Shulman, recently looked back on her challenging journey to motherhood. She shared how she faced a miscarriage while performing in the Off-Broadway play Grounded for nearly six weeks in 2015.
Reflecting on her experience, she told in a cover story published on March 25, «The first time it didn’t work out for me. I was doing a play and I had to give birth onstage every night.»
During that time, she felt that «it was too much to keep it in when I was onstage pretending everything was fine,» and chose to be honest about her struggles with her friends and family. «I had to keep it real otherwise.»
Later on, she extended this same openness to the public when announcing her pregnancy. She explained, «When it did go well for me, having been on the other side of it — where you have to have the grace to be happy for someone — I wanted to let my sisters know, ’You don’t have to always be graceful. I see you, and I’ve been you.’»
«It’s really hard to want something so much and to wonder if you’re doing something wrong,» she added. The Oscar winner further recalled her shock at learning how many pregnancies end in miscarriage. According to the Mayo Clinic, 10% to 20% of known pregnancies end in miscarriage, though the actual number is likely higher. She wished that this information was more widely disseminated.
Anne continued, «I thought, ’Where is this information? Why are we feeling so unnecessarily isolated?’ That’s where we take on damage. So I decided that I was going to talk about it.»
When Anne Hathaway announced her second pregnancy on Instagram in 2019, she accompanied it with a powerful caption.
«It’s not for a movie…» Hathaway wrote, referring to her baby bump. «All kidding aside, for everyone going through infertility and conception hell, please know it was not a straight line to either of my pregnancies. Sending you extra love.»
Reflecting on the impact of her candid post, she shared, «The thing that broke my heart, blew my mind, and gave me hope was that for three years after, almost daily, a woman came up to me in tears and I would just hold her, because she was carrying this (pain) around, and suddenly it wasn’t all hers anymore.»
Reflecting on her experience, she shared that given «the pain I felt while trying to get pregnant, it would’ve felt disingenuous to post something all the way happy when I know the story is much more nuanced than that for everyone.»
Recently another actress, Nicole Kidman, also shared her struggles having children.
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My Overbearing New Neighbors Turned My Perfect Lawn Into a Parking Space, I’m Elderly, but My Retaliation Was Merciless
When new neighbors parked their truck on Edna’s beautiful lawn, they thought the elderly widow would just accept it. But Edna, protective of the home she built with her late husband, Harold, was not going to let them take over easily.
Edna had lived in her house for over fifty years, filled with memories of her life with Harold. He had planted the trees and tended to the garden, making their home a cherished place. They raised their two children there, watched them grow, and now, with only memories left, Edna found comfort in every blade of grass. Her son, Tom, often visited, helping with the yard work. He told her she shouldn’t worry about it, but Edna never complained; she didn’t want to burden him.
The house had been quiet since Harold passed, but it was still her sanctuary. That changed when a lively young couple moved in next door. At first, Edna didn’t mind, but everything shifted when she saw their shiny pickup truck parked right on her lawn one morning. Her heart sank as deep tire marks ruined her well-kept grass.
Determined, Edna grabbed her cane and walked outside. The neighbor’s wife, with an arrogant attitude, brushed off her concerns. When Edna insisted they move the truck, the woman dismissed her, saying it didn’t matter since Edna didn’t own a car.
Frustrated but trying to remain polite, Edna returned inside, hoping it would be a one-time incident. But the next day, the truck was back, and this time, the husband answered the door. He grumbled about parking wherever he wanted since Edna lived alone. Hurt and angry, Edna insisted it was her property, but he slammed the door in her face.
That night, Edna resolved to protect her lawn, just as Harold would have wanted. While searching through the garage, she discovered an old canister filled with small, sharp tacks, Harold’s leftover project supplies. An idea formed: if she scattered the tacks on her lawn, the neighbors would be in for a surprise.
Under the cover of darkness, Edna quietly sprinkled the tacks where the truck usually parked, feeling a mix of nerves and determination. The next morning, she heard the unmistakable sound of hissing tires. Peeking out the window, she saw the neighbor staring at his flat tires in disbelief. A smile crept across Edna’s face; her plan had worked.
Soon, there was a furious knock on her door. The angry neighbor accused her of ruining his truck. Edna calmly explained that she had asked him to stop parking on her lawn and that she had every right to protect her property. The neighbor continued to shout threats, but Edna had already called the police. As she stood her ground, the sound of sirens grew closer.
Two officers arrived quickly, and the angry neighbor pointed at Edna, claiming she was responsible. The officer asked Edna for her side of the story, and she explained how she had asked them to stop parking on her lawn. After inspecting the tire marks and tacks, the officer informed the neighbor he was trespassing and would be charged for harassment and property damage.
Defeated, the neighbor slumped away, leaving Edna relieved and victorious. The neighbors kept their distance after that, and the truck never returned to her lawn. While the grass would take time to heal, Edna felt a sense of pride in handling the situation herself.
That afternoon, as she sat on her porch, sipping tea in the soft glow of the setting sun, Edna felt at peace. She had stood up for her home, for her memories with Harold, and it filled her with a deep sense of satisfaction.
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