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I remember me at one point I was one of the most hated people in America.

There was tabloid drama, protest, magazine covers, interviews, paparazzi, even death threats.

You think you know me.

But you know a character created by the media.

You might think you know Akhtamom.

But you don't know me.

But you don't know me.

Okay, Nadia, let's get those seven babies out of there

and into your arms, right?

Okay.

You ready?

Are you?

Yes, we are.

Make sure to give us plenty of space to work, all right?

This may be a cool surgery for you,

but my best friend is having her babies today.

Yes, she is.

Let's get started.

A-A is coming out.

It's a boy.

No, I...

There you go.

Maybe B...

It's a girl.

Malia?

Maybe C...

A boy?

And then I can be B...

A girl.

I see it, and Malia.

Oh, my gosh.

B-E...

Maybe F...

Oh, there's finally...

Maybe G...

Oh, boys.

Do you have one of my children?

What?

I...

I did it.

Let's close up.

Are they healthy?

Are they healthy?

They certainly are.

Congratulations.

Hey, everybody stop?

I feel another baby.

What?

We have baby H.

Male.

That can't be...

I'm gonna need another team now.

There can be a...

There...

There we is.

You just hold on, Malia.

We're gonna get you through this.

Here we go, folks.

When can I see my babies?

You need to be able to stand up.

Just rest now.

Yeah.

Having eight babies ripped out of you is no joke.

It's wonderful luck, you know.

Eight babies on Chinese New Year.

Hmm.

I'll come back later.

I need another first seat.

Yeah, you do.

What's happening out there?

Just the whole country excited to meet the babies?

Yeah.

The whole country.

How funny.

I'm not joking.

The press can't stop talking about the eight and they're Octomom.

Ugh.

What's an Octomom?

It's you.

In closing, the theory of intergenerational trauma acknowledges that exposure to

extremely adverse events affects an individual to such a great extent that

their offspring find themselves grappling with their parents post-traumatic state years

after the events.

Thank you, Nadia.

Okay.

We will continue to discuss the ramifications of this theory next week.

Hey.

Great work today.

Thank you.

It sounded pretty personal for you.

It is.

My mother was a World War II refugee.

She grew up in a displaced persons camp.

So, she wouldn't describe it as trauma, but it was definitely part of her experience.

Oh, I have to run and pick up my kids from the campus.

Take care of her before it closes.

I have two of my own.

Oh.

You're 11 and 5.

Hold yours.

Oh, uh, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, and 2.

Six children under the age of six.

And straight A's.

Are you magic?

I wish.

Then maybe I could get them all to nap.

At the same time.

That's right.

I had six children from IVF before I had the eight.

I tried it the old-fashioned way at first.

My partner and I tried to get pregnant, but it never happened for us.

I struggled with infertility for a long time.

And it started to feel unfair to him like I was using him.

I felt called to be a mother, not a wife.

So we went our separate ways, and I found a fertility doctor to make my dreams come true.

And I had my first six kids.

Don't judge me.

Yet.

I'm gonna get you.

Eddie.

Eddie, don't chase them.

Helen finishes dinner.

I'll let them play.

I bet you don't miss this noise in Iraq.

I miss everything in Iraq.

Oh, he is a funny way of showing it.

Paul's as rare as his visits these days.

Being an interpreter is a very difficult job.

Watch your siblings, Amira.

Okay, Mom.

I must be very focused on my job.

People die if I'm not.

Such an important job.

Being a military interpreter is an important job.

I actually got you a gift, not you.

Thank you.

It's gorgeous.

You spoil her, and you always have.

Remember that ridiculous doll house you bought her when she was little?

It could barely fit through the door.

I love that doll house.

All the little custom furniture and the figures look just like us.

I don't know how you could have afforded it.

We couldn't.

Why not?

She is my hard-working smart girl, and she deserves it.

If she's so smart, she's so smart.

What is she doing with six kids that she can't support?

Angela.

It's okay.

You're not here for long.

Let's try and enjoy it.

Daddy, do it.

Mom, let's go.

Can you read to us?

Sure thing.

Why don't we do baths, okay?

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Mom, I'm sorry.

Mom, I'm sorry.

Mom, I'm sorry.

Mom, I'm sorry.

Oh, baths, okay?

Okay.

I'm sorry.

Hi.

Lamb.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

I'm so sorry and I'm sorry.

Hey, sweetie.

Twins are out of the bath.

Thanks.

I'll grab their PJs.

It doesn't help defecate on Aidan's disability.

I'm not.

I'm not.

A little bit callosa again.

It's just like you when you were little.

He's too young to know any better.

You need to start disciplining him, Nadia.

From the start, don't make the mistake that we made with you.

We were too permissive.

I was your baby.

You're one and only.

We did do no favors by indulging you.

Maybe I lashed out because I was lonely?

That's ridiculous.

I think Caleb is disconnected from the other kids.

He's a toddler, Nadia.

I know, but I just feel it.

It's mother's intuition.

Don't go searching for problems.

If someone is lonely in this house, it's not Caleb.

Thanks for your help, Mom.

How are you not completely exhausted?

I love my classes.

No, I meant the kids.

Having one kid is hard enough, and I have a partner to help.

Well, if you ask my mom, I had no business having six kids.

Oh, family dinner didn't go well?

Eddie's that quietly sipping.

My mother certainly wasn't quiet.

I thought your parents were separated.

They are, but it's complicated.

Even when I was growing up, my dad was away all the time and

felt like my mom was ending me for being around all the time.

She's such a different person with the kids, much warmer.

Grandma's always are.

I know that you moved in to save money for IVF, but now that you're done,

have you thought about getting your own place?

You are done having kids, right?

I just think older kids are kind of their own pack.

Caleb's on his own, and I see him trained to connect, and no one really sees him.

But, Nadia, he's still a baby.

I know, but I just feel so bad.

I have to do something.

I can't just watch him suffer.

I feel so guilty.

Guilty about what?

About Eden and how his disability affects Caleb.

His autism is not your fault.

I'm their mother.

I just can't bear to watch any of them suffer.

They're not suffering.

You are.

I have enough saved for one more round of IVF.

Seven has always been my lucky number.

You've had a baby every year for the last five years.

Your hormones must be going bonkers.

Are you sure you're thinking clearly?

Yeah.

I'm not thinking about doing it.

I just wanted to talk it out.

Well, it's just to say that kids don't.

I won't give you any more material.

I have all the material.

I just need to ask him for his permission.

Please, it's just one more time.

You don't even have to do anything except sign off on letting me use the frozen embryos

we already have in storage.

Look, it's just one more baby and I'm done.

We're good.

No one will know.

I'm not trying to blow up your life.

I just... just one more cycle.

Okay, I can buy sperm if I have to, but I'd rather not.

They're my frozen embryos, too.

Well, you think about it?

Okay.

Okay.

Thanks.

Trouble sleeping?

Yes.

You can stay up with you if you want.

We can watch them TV or...

You talk?

No.

No.

No.

One of us needs to rest to be up early with the kids.

I'll be fine.

I really don't mind.

Can I get you a cup?

Kids will be up soon. Can chat?

Sure. Thank you.

It's quiet before the storm is my favorite time.

Yeah.

Yeah.

It's quiet before the storm is my favorite time.

Yeah.

If you have something to say, spit it out, Nadia.

I was just wondering if you could pick up the kids from school later.

Why?

I just have an important study group. I'll still be home to make dinner.

Tell what you will.

Are you sure about this?

Positive.

What the hell was I thinking, right?

At the time, I felt like a seventh baby would complete my family.

If I could handle six, then seven would be a breeze.

I can see the immaturity in that plan now.

But many parents suffering through guilt and grief,

they make decisions to lessen their pain and suffering.

I chose to soothe my pain by having one more baby.

One more.

Not eight.

He seems really powerful.

Dr. Krumraupa is the best.

He always implants a few extra embryos,

so it really increases the odds of one or two developing.

How many is a few extra?

Four or five.

Aren't you worried about having that many implanted?

Dr. Krumraupa says multiples are rare.

He always implants six, and I've only had twins once.

Nadia.

Nadia.

Unfortunately, you had strong uterine contractions after the implantation.

The embryologist and I believe the ancient six embryos have been expelled.

What?

You want to implant the other six, a noble transfer?

What?

The scientist released some liability.

Clear out gone.

I need your permission to continue.

It's up to you.

Him?

Baby.

I think...

Yes.

Are you sure?

It's safe to be jogging.

You just did IV?

I'm past a two-week window.

No, I'm out for being out of one stop.

It's safe to be active, and I'm good for this all.

Oh, well.

I'll try to see you're the therapist.

Almost therapist, sir.

When do you find out about the other six?

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

When do you find out if you're pregnant?

Soon, but I'm feeling pretty confident, actually.

Yeah?

Is that what all the training is about?

The training to run away from your mom when she finds out?

Pretty much.

Congratulations.

I knew it.

This will be my seventh.

And seventh is my lucky number.

How do you feel about numbers eight and nine?

What do you mean?

Well, based on these HGG levels, it looks like you're having more than one baby.

How can you be sure about that?

Well, your HGG levels with the twins were 100.

What is it now?

640.

How many embryos did they implant?

Six.

And what does your primary obstetrician think about that?

I go to a health co-op, so I've been assigned a different OB for each of my pregnancies.

Well, you're going to want one OB tracking this one.

I follow all my doctor's recommendations religiously and luckily, I'm not going to get one.

I take excellent care of myself.

Implanting six embryos is not taking good care.

It's dangerous.

Just because you implanted six doesn't mean they all take.

Look, at this early stage, the body has a way of adjusting these numbers sometimes.

But I do want to monitor you closely.

I'll be your OB for these babies.

The entire body is not going to be able to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'm not going to do that.

I'll be your OB for these babies.

The entire time, every appointment.

We'll stick together.

That sound okay?

Sounds great.

Nadia, whoever the doctor was that led you to believe these pregnancies were safe, they deserve to lose their license.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry baby.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Oh, I'm so sorry, baby.

I'm sorry.

Oh, brother's right.

I don't know why I keep saying that when Ollie really wanted to say it.

I love you so much.

You're so wanted just as you are.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

I'm sorry, baby.

I'm sorry.

Oh.

That explains the bleeding.

Seven heartbeats.

How many babies were you hoping for?

One.

I really wish you had some support here.

There is a lot to consider.

A bleeding is just one of the complications that comes with a multiple pregnancy.

The chances of you carrying these babies to term is very, very slim.

That's why I'm planting so many embryos is so dangerous.

Is there anything I can do to ensure they're healthy?

Yes.

You can reduce a few to protect the safety of the others.

Selective reduction?

No.

I may have only planned for one child, but all of the babies are wanting.

All of them.

What happened to following the advice of your doctor?

I won't select which babies to kill.

I won't.

You could die, Nadia.

All right, there is no precedent for this.

I'm thinking about your safety and of your babies.

I strongly believe in a woman's right to choose, and this is my choice.

Now I will ask again.

What can I do to keep them all healthy?

Pray.

I think I was in denial.

Who was I to add seven kids to my six?

Thirteen kids as a single mother?

I had to push all fear out of my mind and suppress my emotions.

I treated this pregnancy the same as my earlier ones.

Business as usual.

You cannot hide this anymore.

I just wanted one more baby.

Just!

You are such a selfish child.

You already have six children.

I can't handle another baby here.

I'll move out as soon as I can.

Not really.

I'll go back to my own job as soon as my disability ends.

Yes, back to the psychiatric hospital where you broke your back in a patient riot.

You will have seven children relying on you.

This has nothing to do with you.

They will will pay my help.

Though you always have?

No, I appreciate your help, but I don't need your help.

Stop lying to yourself.

What about Aiden?

I do everything for Aiden.

I know you are devoted to him.

But can't you see that having another baby will make it harder for you to focus on your

family, you to focus on him and the other children?

I was an only child and you never focused on me.

You gave the stray cats in the neighborhood more attention.

You always take things a step too far, Nadia.

You have a beautiful family.

You did not need one more to complete it.

I stand by my choices.

How does that might be for you to accept?

So this time...

Are you okay?

Just overdid it.

Trying to shop early.

Are you due soon?

Three months ago, I know I'm huge.

Like Santa never sleeps, right?

Yeah.

Wow.

I haven't seen you from this angle before.

How are you only six months? You're huge.

Gee, thanks.

Seven babies. I can't wrap my mind around it.

Look, you are the sister I never had and I love you.

What? All my heart.

But maybe we could wrap in silence for once.

I hear you, but come on.

You gotta be freaking out.

I'm freaking out.

I haven't thought of anything else since you told me.

Just admit it already.

Fine.

Fine, I'm freaking out.

Thank you.

Terrified.

But if anyone can handle it, it's me.

I talk to campus daycare

and they normally don't take children as young as mine,

but they're making an exception.

You think you're gonna go back to school

after the baby's report?

Yeah, boy, what an eye.

For starters, you're gonna have 13 kids

under the age of six, seven of whom will be newborns.

I have to finish my master's to get a better job.

I think you're being a little naive,

not thinking that life is gonna change

once the babies are here.

I mean, just think of the logistics.

Like, how are you gonna drive them places?

I'll get a passenger van.

Can you even afford that?

I don't know.

Are you okay?

Ow, ow, ow.

Do you know what?

Angela!

Oh, you don't have to do that.

You rest.

You need to be calm and quiet for those babies.

Thank you so much.

She's in there and I read her file.

She's on disability for her back injury

and she already has six kids.

Imagine being disabled and caring seven babies.

I'm still recovering from my last pregnancy

and it was one baby.

This lady has no business,

I think more kids.

I hope they all survive the birth.

Oh.

Thank you so much for watching the kids

so last minute, Mom.

You were taken away in an ambulance.

What choice did I have?

I miss them so much.

Maybe you could bring them by to see me later.

This is all you have to say to me.

After lying to me for months?

I told you I was pregnant and I just never specified

how many babies I was carrying.

I am just like your father,

talking yourself in circles.

13 children to feed.

14 if you count your father.

What is your plan for this?

I figured out.

We just need to focus on our safety in utero.

And after?

Seven car seats.

Where will seven babies sleep?

When will we sleep?

I'll figure all that out during my rest.

Rest.

How long will you be doing this?

Rest.

They broke my ribs.

The babies can't get the room they need in there.

I'll be here until I give birth.

You want me to care for the six alone?

No, no, I'm hiring two nannies to help you.

What's what funny?

I've had cash in all my vacation in sick time.

I want to do everything I can to maintain some normalcy.

Spending the days with nannies.

The six of them barely get the attention they need from you now.

But this isn't what I wanted.

The doctor said the other embryos were lost.

He put in six more.

Is anything ever your fault?

I'm doing the best I can.

You're just panicking because you're scared.

You should be scared too.

I am.

I don't know how I'll survive being away from the kids.

What is missing inside of you, Nadia?

My mom.

I will take care of the children.

Hey, Q.

But I will not be back to see you.

And I would nothing to do with these babies.

Being in the hospital for the birth of the Ecteplets

was the longest month of my life.

The nanny would drop the kids off to see me.

Three one day, three the next day, but true to her word,

my mom never came to visit.

With the first six, I craved meat.

But with these babies, all I wanted was fresh fruit,

vegetables, and gallons of water.

I had terrible migraines every day.

But I refused to take anything.

I was determined to do everything I could to keep these babies healthy.

That included working on my own mental health.

I had battled anxiety my whole life.

I managed it typically with exercise,

but since that wasn't possible, I turned to writing and prayer.

Oh, excited.

Meet my babies.

So scared.

Hi, Nadia.

I'm Lara.

I work in public relations for the hospital.

How's your statement?

Oh, good.

Just tired of being in this bed.

Well, I have something for you to look forward to.

There's something more exciting than maybe being born.

I would say equally as exciting.

The hospital would like to schedule a small press conference after the birth.

I'm not sure that's equally as exciting, but OK.

I am here to give you a list of publicity experts,

so you can choose one of them to represent you.

Why would I even need a press conference?

People will be very interested in this birth.

It will take really 46 nurses, doctors, and specialists.

It's really quite impressive.

I may doubt anyone would really be interested.

People have babies every day.

I think you'll be surprised how big a story this is going to be.

Maybe because it's not a story to me.

It's my real life.

Baby G.

You did it.

It's close up.

Are they healthy? Are they all healthy?

Certainly are.

Hey, everybody stop?

I feel another baby.

What?

We have baby H.

Male.

Can't be.

We need another team now.

I must have been hiding behind his siblings.

You got another name on deck?

No, I don't. I can't have babies.

You got this. I only have seven car seats.

The car seats will come right now.

This baby needs a name.

Mwakai.

Sounds good.

You did great.

I'm going to get a picture of you.

Yeah.

Hi. It's me.

There are actually eight babies.

How much will you pay for details?

That'll work.

I was in so much pain from the C-section

and in a complete fog of overwhelm.

I refused to take strong pain medication

because I was trying to breastfeed

through pumping as much as I could.

And being in that much constant pain fed my anxiety.

I struggled to sleep, but when I finally did,

it wasn't restful.

The days after the birth, I felt like I was sleepwalking.

All I could think about were my kids.

I just wanted to get home and get back to normal life.

I didn't realize that the life I once knew was over.

I'm very sleepy.

I don't think I can keep up with the breastfeeding.

I'm actually working on that.

The seven mothers have donated breast milk for you to use.

They have.

They're fighting for airspace out there.

These ladies are just excited to be a small part of your story.

How did they even know I had a baby I'd never told anyone?

Mom.

You hurt him now.

You hurt him.

Yes, yes.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

My innovative techniques have been valuable to you, yes?

I wouldn't have any of my kids without you.

Exactly.

We were partners in your journey to motherhood, weren't we?

We made choices together.

Yes, we did.

Are you in some kind of trouble?

There were likely be questions about the number of embryos

you were implanted with.

You don't want such questions during this busy time.

I guess the initial six were expelled after all.

And this is what I'm saying.

Conversations of that nature could

hammer my ability to help other women,

like yourself, desperate to have children.

Would they shut you down?

They don't understand what I knew.

What I provided, how I risked involved

with any medical procedure.

But Jay would question my integrity.

I'm sure they would.

I just wanted to make sure you understood

that it was just six total.

No more.

There was no double transfer.

Some of them must have split to get eight.

This happens sometimes.

I don't want this to happen to anyone else.

All the supposed are rare, but they do happen.

Indeed, embryoologist and I encouraged you to selectively

reduce as needed.

Perhaps your memory of this is fuzzy.

No.

I'll never forget what happened.

Think of the other mothers.

Think of their children.

We implanted the six embryos as usual.

Some of them must have split.

No.

Think of nothing.

OK.

I regret covering for him, but I was drowning in hormones.

And I didn't know then what I know now.

He would later admit to the medical board

that he did indeed implant 12 embryos.

He told the board that I'd better

get a single embryo.

He told the board that I begged him to.

Later, he admitted to going ahead with in vitro fertilization

after discovering abnormal cells in another patient.

Turns out she had stage three cancer

and had to have her uterus and ovaries removed

before undergoing chemo.

He said he was too distracted to follow up on that patient's care.

In 2011, Dr. Kamrava lost his medical license

for medical malpractice and gross negligence

and was barred from ever practicing medicine in the U.S.

I deeply regret lying for him,

but I regret not suing him even more.

I wasn't expecting so many guests today.

I'm not a guest.

I'm Gail Johnson.

You're a new publicist.

And I'm very excited you chose my name off the list to represent you.

Said you were a professor.

I teach occasionally, but I'm much more than that.

I'm an expert in these matters.

What matters?

Shaping a narrative.

The hospital wants to hold a press conference

to clear up any misunderstandings,

and I think it's important to have you there.

We just want to let people know that the IVF procedure

you had is not affiliated with our hospital or doctors.

Our only role was to bring the babies safely into the world.

I'm not interested in a press conference.

Are you working for me or the hospital?

You.

But our ideals are very much aligned.

The safety of you and your babies.

I don't know if you're aware, but there's been death threats.

People want me dead?

You and the babies.

That's sick.

Who would do that? Who would say something like that?

The threats have been turned over to the police,

but people are very angry.

Angry? You can have babies and they can't?

Or that you don't have a job,

and now you have 14 kids.

How would they even know about my employment status?

This is what they do.

Okay, a press conference will help dispel any gossip or rumors.

Your name is plastered everywhere.

Octomom.

Octomom.

Who even came up with that name?

Are you a writer?

I don't know if I'm a writer,

but I'm writing about this experience.

It's helping me process things.

Well, then you get it.

A press conference will help the public process everything.

A press conference will just bring more attention to me and my kids.

All I want to do is go home.

And my kids aren't sleeping well without me.

This will pass.

You need to help shape the story, or they will make you out to be villains.

No.

That's my decision, period.

Fine.

Then I guess there's only one thing left to discuss here.

The babies need to stay in the NICU a while longer, but you're being discharged this week.

And I have a plan to get you out of this hospital safely.

It's time to go.

I thought my dad Eddie was picking me up tomorrow morning.

We're going to take your phone.

I'll get you when you when one's things get settled.

What? No. I talk to my friend Beth every day. I need to call her.

You can call her later.

I'm just going to pack your essentials.

The nurses will pack the rest.

I have to tell my kids I'm on the way.

You can't go to your parents.

There are 40 paparazzi and reporters camped out outside their house.

Are my kids in danger?

Just need to let things settle down.

But I'll make you a deal.

Okay? You pick a network to talk to this week and I'll get you a new phone and you can see your kids.

You can't force me to do an interview.

If we don't talk to the media, the media will talk for us.

Octomom is an illegal alien and these are her anchor babies.

Why should I have to pay if she's just a welfare mom looking for a big government payout?

Octomom had eight babies just to be famous. It's sick.

These are all lies.

That's the thing.

Lies start to sound like the truth unless we address them.

I think I'm having a panic attack.

Okay.

I will get you some medication to deal with your anxiety.

No, I would never do drugs.

It's not drugs. It's medicine.

No, thank you.

Look.

I promise you'll start to feel better once things get settled and you have the interview.

Okay? I've reviewed all the choices and it's down to Anne, Curry and Oprah.

Ugh, this is crazy. I don't bet they're not even interested in me anymore.

Oh my God!

No one forced me, but any decisions I made in the days after giving birth were bound to be wrong ones.

I was exhausted and emotional.

I chose to speak to Anne, Curry, but it turned into this six-hour interrogation.

I wasn't prepared for it at all.

If you've had kids, then you know, after giving birth, your body produces all kinds of hormones.

Postpartum homelones, estrogen, progesterone, prolactin, oxytocin, cortisol.

And those hormonal changes, they're intense when you have one baby.

Now multiply that by eight.

You have been called your responsible, unstable.

Can I respond first?

Yeah.

Okay.

I personally do not believe that I'm irresponsible.

Everything I do revolves around my children.

How did an only child end up with fourteen children?

Um, that was always a dream of mine.

To have a large family, a huge family.

And, um, I just longed for certain connections and attachments with another person that I really lacked, I believe, growing up.

Describe what you feel you lacked within.

Feeling a self and identity?

Reflecting back on my childhood, I know it wasn't functional.

It was pretty... pretty dysfunctional.

And who's isn't?

Aren't you glad you came home for this spectacle?

I came home because my daughter and my grandchildren needed me.

Those reporters are scaring the children.

You spoke to Nadia today?

I did.

You're so excited to see the children and you.

Have you had a chance to speak to her since she had the babies?

Why didn't she come back here? I thought we could talk then.

She says it's for safety.

Reflecting back on my childhood, I know it wasn't functional.

I was very unconditionally loved and accepted, I felt, by my father.

My mom, I always knew she loved me.

But she didn't openly or overtly express affection and love.

So how did that impact you?

She looks very tired.

There she go on TV and embarrass us.

I'm sure she's just saying what they wanted to say.

When she went to come and pick up these children, she can't wait to see.

I'm taking Elijah and Amirah to see them and the others this weekend.

I thought I told you to rest.

I'd wake you when they arrived.

I can't sleep.

I'm too excited.

I'm not used to being away from my kids for so long.

I feel sick without them.

Who's paying for all this?

In the hospital?

They wanted to make sure you were getting to your interviews.

No.

They wanted to manage what I say in these interviews.

I thought you worked for me.

I agreed with them.

You needed the safety of a private location.

You did your interviews and now your kids are on their way to see you.

I kept my end of the bargain.

Now it's time for you to sign my contract.

To help me manage your Octo Mom work.

But I'm not Octo Mom.

I'm just a mom who misses her kids.

Mom!

Mom!

Mom!

Oh!

What?

Mom, you have as many kids as the old woman who lived in a shoe.

I made this for you.

I hope.

Oh, this is just what I did.

I love you, Mom.

Is that a butterfly?

Yeah.

I miss you, Mom.

You have all kinds.

I have photo albums, over pork cards, whatever you want.

Can we get some pictures of the kids' bedrooms?

Of course.

I'm sure you saw Nadia's interview with Anne Curry.

Was your relationship always fractured?

No.

We had a lovely family, always.

She was just lashing out because she knew I didn't want her to have any more children.

I've never been more disappointed better than I am now.

Thank you.

Mom, over here.

What were you thinking?

You're making lots of money from your bad decisions.

I need to make my money too.

I'm not making lots of money.

I've been taking care of your children for months.

They are a huge expense.

I deserve to be compensated.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I tried to help.

I hired cleaning people and namies.

None of that matters when they cry for their mother.

I'm here now.

Yes.

I never realized you had such a dysfunctional childhood.

I get it.

Maybe that's why you are a child having children.

All the dysfunction.

Oh, that's rich coming from the lady who let reporters dig through our family albums as a way to get back at me.

After everything I've done for you and your kids, how dare you be some disrespect?

Don't worry, Mom. I don't need your help anymore.

We'll be out of your hair as soon as I can get enough money together to move out.

Yes.

Yes. Run away.

You're just like your father.

You know, after all this, the last person I expected to be betrayed by was my own mother.

Hey!

Yeah!

Yeah!

I love you so much.

I love you so much.

It's okay.

Mama's here.

It's okay, but we need to get you.

Mama's gonna hold you next.

I love you so much.

You love me so much.

Isn't I?

I started an online website to raise money.

I'm not comfortable with you, Becky, the public for money.

People want to donate now, but that won't last.

Once you sign my contract, I will need access to your bank accounts and other things.

I don't think so.

Why not?

I need to stay in control of my life.

Bank accounts included.

Not yet.

I'm not fundraising online for my kids.

It's my responsibility to pay for them, not strangers.

You're being ridiculous.

I'm grateful for all the work you've done, but I really don't need a publicist.

I'm just not interested in being famous.

You are more than famous.

You're infamous.

I need to put my kids first.

None of this is good for them.

I'm taking them home this weekend, and I'm going back to normal life.

Okay.

You know, people are out there protesting your mere existence.

They want you and your babies dead.

Normal life is no longer.

Okay?

Good luck.

I made many irresponsible choices, but strangers wanted to kill me and my babies.

Let that sink in.

They wanted us all dead, simply because we existed.

I've always struggled with anxiety, but this was next level.

People were protesting against me and the babies, stalking me, sleeping outside my parents' house.

I felt like I couldn't breathe.

And to make matters worse, my mom decided to let go of all the help I hired.

I felt like everyone and everything was working against me.

Nadia, you need to try and get some sleep.

I can't sleep.

The babies are coming home soon?

Well, they won't release them until they're four pounds, so they won't be coming home at once.

However they come home, you need to try and rest now.

I have to come up with a plan.

People hate me. To them, I'm just this unemployed, unstable, single mother of fourteen.

What did you think they were going to say?

I don't know.

I don't know what to do about money.

Nadia's are expensive, but I can't do this alone. I can't rely on my parents.

My savings are almost gone. My disability payments are over.

It just isn't it'll be impossible to work a full time with eight newborns at home and aren't enough to feed everyone.

Can you get paid for the Today Show thing?

News organizations don't pay for stories.

Ugh.

My talk shows too.

Why the face?

That sounds promising.

But can you do that? You're kind of shy.

It's pretty much my worst nightmare.

But I did have 78 missed calls when I was in the hospital, and they were either talk show producers or entertainment managers.

You're not an actor.

They want to do a TV show about us, and they want to film the kids, and I would never do that.

Then forget about the kids. Those calls were for you.

People already hate me. Why would I put myself out there like that?

You go to work full time. You're a jerk for leaving your babies.

You stay at home to be with your kids. You're a deadbeat.

Mmm.

So I'm damned either way.

Pretty much.

Might be time to start returning some of those calls.

Yeah.

There was Octo Outreach as I made my way through the talk show circuit.

People thought I was fame hungry, but spoiler alert, it wasn't about fame. It was about money.

And it worked. I was able to use the money I got from all those interviews to move out of my mom's house and into my own place.

The babies were being discharged two at a time, and I couldn't wait for all of this to finally settle down and start our lives fresh.

Boy, was I in for a shock.

Oh my gosh. I just found my house in a fresh yard. It's quite the welcome.

It's been changed.

It's not a young woman who's a thing for me.

It's not a young woman who's a thing.

I'm just being used to four. What? No, no.

Just ignore them. Keep walking.

Are you talking to me?

I'm talking to you.

I'm talking to you.

No, no, no.

Are you going to get a girl?

No.

You're going to get a girl.

You're going to get a girl.

You're going to get a girl.

You're going to get the door.

You okay?

You okay?

Great.

Take your back off.

Can I help you?

Hi. I work for an organization called Little Darlings, and we help families with multiples.

I've never heard of that.

We are a group of volunteers, and Little Darlings reaches out to the big brands and secures donations of formula, diapers.

Wow. That's incredible. I didn't know organizations like yours existed.

Yeah. We saw you on TV. You seem to be struggling.

Oh, I'm hanging in there, and I have help at night in a few hours in the morning, but it's really expensive.

Well, just so you know, you were not in this alone.

We would like to offer you free non-services.

We're all volunteers. This is our calling.

Oh, I can't believe it. I can't tell you what a relief it is to hear that you're willing to help.

We are happy to, and we found an amazing place for the babies to stay in your leg arrowhead.

Like a retreat center or something?

This is all too much for you to handle. This is too much for anyone.

You can get back to your real life, dating.

I don't deep.

Well, school, your other children.

If you relinquish care of the babies to us, we will take care of them.

I'm confused.

I'm a soul woman. They have such a low birth weight.

They're likely to have severe brain damage.

They're all small, but they're very healthy.

They could need upwards to $125,000 a month in specialized care.

They don't need specialized care.

We can raise money from private sources, and we can find placements for the babies with good, dead-ed families.

Just consider what's best for the children.

I know what's best for them. I'm never giving away my babies.

So you prefer welfare to receiving the help from literal angels?

I'm not a welfare. I've never been a welfare.

So you've never received CalFresh benefits because your mother said you did?

Okay. For groceries, and I didn't even know that they were considered welfare.

I'm sure she didn't know why.

You're a liar. Everyone knows it.

Forget about the donations. You'll be begging me to take them in a week.

Please leave!

It's okay, it's okay.

Nobody's taking them.

Now, you're still a man?

Sorry, my kids are sleeping. I'm not giving any interviews today if that's why you're here.

No. I'm with Child Protective Services. My name is Tess.

Okay.

Thank you.

That's okay.

They never sleep at the same time, so this is a very special warning.

Oh, and then my older kids are with my best friend, Beth.

Oh, yeah. I should sneak out for a jog someday.

Exercise and food are like medicine to me.

I'm sorry, I'm babbling.

Are nine.

Mind some kind of trouble?

There has been a few anonymous complaints.

I'm with the babies just got home a few days ago.

The complaints were filed. The day the babies were born.

Some from lawyers, some from out of state.

Strangers complaint?

They saw the story on TV.

And we have to do our due diligence.

I'm still moving in. It's...

It's fine.

So, is you in the 14 now?

Yes, yes, ma'am.

And Aiden is autistic?

Yes, yes.

Nonverbal, fully disabled.

And who takes care of him?

Me.

I mean, he goes to a special school when I'm working,

but I'm a primary caregiver and I always will be.

He's my forever baby.

It's a lot for one person.

For some people.

Mm-hmm, but not for me.

And, um, what do you do for work?

I was a licensed psychiatric technician and I'm a student now.

And I've been getting paid for interviews recently.

Once a week I let one camera in from right around line for an update.

It's how I bought my house.

I see.

Um, I won't need to speak to your older kids.

Would that be okay?

Sure.

Okay.

I'm a good mother.

I'm not here to determine that.

I'm here solely to focus on the well-being of the kids.

I'm a bit different if they're not well-eek.

Take them away?

That is not our goal.

Okay?

Um, my advice?

Continue to keep a roofful for their heads.

Make sure that they're all taken care of.

Okay?

Okay, yeah.

Mm-hmm.

You're putting too many clothes in.

They're all wrinkled.

Oh, Mom.

Elijah called.

He told me you needed my help.

I brought lasagna.

He did.

Yes.

I didn't know that I was going to be here.

I didn't know that I was going to be here.

I didn't know that I was going to be here.

I didn't know that I was going to be here.

I didn't know that I was going to be here.

Yes.

He can see that you're struggling, Nadia.

Rise to this occasion.

I know I was not supportive of this, but they're here now.

You did a difficult thing bringing these babies into the world.

You can do other difficult things.

Do whatever it takes for them, Nadia.

Rise.

It's one thing, we need to be ironed.

What?

Look, I want to be upfront with you because I know you're a talent manager.

I'm never doing a TV show about the kids.

Well, I saw that UK documentary you did with them.

Yeah, but that wasn't exploitative.

Well, reality TV doesn't have to be exploitative either.

Seriously, it's just like doing a documentary, but way more fun.

You get to introduce your kids to the whole world and get paid a boat low to cash while doing it.

That's the last thing in the world I want for them.

That makes you want to leave, I understand.

I miss disappointing, but there are other opportunities.

In fact, I put a few feelers out there and we have an offer on the table for $1 million.

Are you serious?

Do you think we could get in advance on that?

I don't see why not. You're the star.

It's a video of you. Just you.

It's a film company?

Yeah, an adult film company.

A million dollars for an adult film.

That's right.

No.

It could be tasteful, artistic.

No, I would never do that. I have to draw the line somewhere.

Look, when we're talking about your survival here, you can't afford to draw a line, okay?

And we got to strike while the iron is hot while people still care.

I made a lot of mistakes and experienced them all in real time.

But I think the worst mistake I made was not reading my contracts.

A lot of the jobs I took paid me small fees, but they kept the rights and made thousands off of my projects.

I was taken advantage of and I regret I was so exhausted I didn't force the issue more.

No matter how many humiliating entertainment jobs I took, I never seemed to have any cash.

And eventually I was forced to go on wall for a defeat, my kids between jobs.

I was somehow becoming the person the media initially portrayed me as.

I sacrificed my integrity over and over.

It wasn't me anymore.

I was literally becoming Octomom.

And I hated every minute.

Oh yeah, how was school today? Did you do your homework?

Can you put a mirror on?

Okay, I guess I have to go.

Elijah?

What was that?

No!

No, I'm sorry.

I'm really, really sorry. I have to go.

It's my kids. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, hi.

Hey.

Caleb and Callissa have fevers, but not hi.

Okay, I'll keep an eye on them. Thank you for picking them up from school.

You're like family to me any time.

And I put the mail on the table and...

this came today.

I'm just behind. I'll catch up.

What are you doing?

I'm working to feed my family.

What about the house?

Why I took the modeling gig.

What are these?

I went to a psychiatrist.

I've been having panic attacks.

Okay, I'm so stressed about money.

And drugs are the answer?

It's medication, and I can't work if I can't breathe.

None of these jobs are getting you ahead.

Are lawyers looking at your contract?

I can't afford lawyers, Beth. I can barely afford pull-ups and food.

That's what I'm saying. Something isn't adding up.

You are the one who told me to do these jobs.

I never told you to do anything porn-adjacent.

It takes some responsibility for something in your life.

You can't always be the victim.

I am not doing this. My kids are sick. I will talk to you tomorrow.

No, stop. Don't walk away from me.

Would you be supportive of me doing what you're doing for money?

You're not 14 kids.

And if you did, I certainly wouldn't come over to your house and make you feel worse about yourself.

You're supposed to be on my side.

I am on your side. This is me being on your side and saying the hard things.

You're not playing Octa Mom. You're becoming her.

Let's go home.

Oh, my God.

Oh, I wonder what the kids say.

Hi, Frank.

Hi, Nadia.

Sorry. Are you calling about the shoot today?

I'm sorry, it'll never happen again.

Actually, look, I was looking to book more shoots.

Actually, Naughty, the reason I'm calling is to let you know I can't work with you anymore.

Is it because of the shoot and it'll never happen again?

No, no, no, no, that's completely understandable.

Actually, I've been getting some disturbing messages at work.

People are threatening my family.

You're getting threats, too?

I'm so sorry.

Look, I like you, Naughty.

You're a nice lady.

But I'm sure you can understand that I got a lookout for my kids.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

We're all a little bit under the weather.

It was just funny because we never get sick.

I make these amazing smoothies full of antioxidants and I actually make you one.

She's like, you're here more than my own family.

Sorry, we can't get any of our regular cleaning help.

I don't want to get anyone sick.

Anyways, we're from plain size soon.

Yes, one main one.

Has to do with aid in running away.

You want the blue?

Get in intentionally, run away.

Anybody did leave the yard.

I was with the eight.

I thought he was in the other room watching TV.

I mean, I had cameras on all the doors.

I didn't know what happened.

I was frantic and he was close by.

I know, sweetheart.

I know.

Could I lose my kids for that?

No.

Okay.

We spoke to the police.

We viewed their notes as part of our investigation and they had nothing but glowing things to say about you.

You know, caring, responsive, polite, apologetic.

All 14 kids were clean and in good health.

But when I get a complaint.

You have to come.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Have you been sleeping okay?

Oh, the usual two or three hours.

But it depends.

I'm sorry.

This is such a mess.

I know this does not look good.

If a messy house was enough, I'll parent through those kids.

Listen.

More of these complaints come in as the public sees Octamom everywhere.

Would you consider pulling back on some of your public appearances?

I mean, I can't.

I have to be in the public eye.

I mean, I have to sell stories to take care of my kids.

I mean, I know they make me have to be a monster, but...

Star and Inside Edition and TMZ are practically my employers now.

I don't have any choice.

You always have a choice.

I'll be happy birthday Elijah.

We can wish.

Are you ready for bowling?

Mom.

Thank you.

Are you okay?

We don't have to stay.

Oh, we're staying for sure.

What do you want to go for lunch later?

We don't have to go anywhere else.

Like a birthday cheeseburger, we'll miss you.

Birthday cheeseburgers cost money.

They do.

But I don't want you to worry about that promise.

We won't worry about that promise.

Good.

Now let's bowl.

Hello, family.

Please stop recording my little boy.

I'm sick of this.

We can't do anything.

Life not my birthday.

Why does everyone hate us so much?

That was tough to watch.

Worse to live.

The more desperate I got, the more exploited if my job's got.

I worked with several predatory managers.

Their real names are unimportant.

But no matter how many fake stories I sold, I couldn't climb out of that financial hole I was in.

I was spiraling out of control.

And it was looking more and more like I was going to lose my house.

I did all of these awful things to survive and protect my kids, but now my kids are being punished for my mistakes.

What was I doing?

Was shamefully embracing the Octomom role, really helping my kids?

Or were all of my choices wrong from the very beginning?

Sorry.

Eventually, I agreed to do the thing I said I never would do.

I agreed to star in a solo adult film.

Like an over-in-a-shot here.

I just need a minute.

Come on, let's go.

Thank you for coming.

Yeah.

We've got to go.

Are you okay?

Yes, just stressed.

I lied to always wait until last minute to tell me he needs supplies for school.

So, thank you for coming again.

Yeah.

Of course.

We'll be fast.

Okay, well take your time.

Hey, are you okay to drive?

My win, Abby.

You seem a little off.

No, I'm fine.

Really?

I'm not fine.

No.

Do I know you?

You look so familiar.

I don't think so.

Just give me those faces.

It's $3.50 cash or credit?

Credit.

Credit.

Let's try it again.

These readers can be tricky.

Sorry.

Uh-uh.

Cash is fine.

Okay.

Two.

Take your time.

Almost there.

Uh, it's all there.

Elijah.

What happened?

Take her.

It's watching you count change.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's time for your

girl.

I'm sorry.

They can break her around.

There has been really extra hundred years were over

$ 300 million, right?

I've

been over 78% a million and I'm people

but just kind of, kind of like cats andshep.

Okay, let's start.

Okay.

embarrassed when I pull out change to buy his school supplies, or I can't pay for a

mirrors cheerleading. They're all hurting and I'm responsible for it. Are you

asking for money? No. I embarrass my kids mom. I embarrass myself. It's not enough to

just survive. I want more for them. They deserve more. They are safe and healthy

and loved. It is enough. This is harming you. This job of yours is different

managers. It is a deal with the devil. Look all I know is I can't dump this on

you again. 15 of us can't move back into your house. I don't have any choice. I

don't know what to do mom. What would you do?

I was selfish. To do this. To do IVF one more time. I hurt my kids. All of them.

You were right. I was selfish. I'm sorry.

Mira, don't walk away from me. I don't want to stay here anymore. No one does. I want

a little grandma. You had too many kids. Don't.

It's true. Ever since the age showed up, you've been different. It's a gross. I know

that you're upset sweetie. But you don't care. That's not true. I want to live with

grandma because I can be the only kid. Hey, you're bad cause so.

Let's have some pizza. Come on. All right sweet peas. Can you go clean up?

Gosh, take your sister. Thanks. Okay, sweetheart. Yes, sweetheart. Okay.

My reps keep trying to sell stories to the tabloids and the board of the usual stuff.

They keep pressuring me to do a TV show about the kids. And I said, no.

Ugh, I don't know what else to do. I feel like I can't breathe. I don't know how to survive. I

feel like I'm on this carousel and I don't know how to get off. Maybe it's just time to get off the

whole ride. Get some help. I'm worried about you.

Okay, time for bed. Everyone get their PJs on. I want a beer. Amira, no, no, no, no.

How long? But I was just playing. I know. I'm sorry to scared you, okay?

Mama, sorry.

My manager said that going to rehab will be great for my image. And I could be like a Phoenix

rising from the ashes. I don't give a crap about you being a Phoenix. I just want my friend to be okay.

Okay.

So I talked to all the kids last night. They went to school this morning and I have

a letter for each of them too. I just want them to know how loved they are and then I'm not leaving

because of anything they've done. And then I'm coming back. I'm never a part. I know it's going

to be hard. Don't worry about us. Your parents will be here later. We've got this. Just focus on you.

Oh, I'm gonna miss them so much.

Good morning, Miss Nadia. I'm glad you're finally awake.

Lillian, I need to talk to my kids. Let's get you some food first. Then you can talk to the therapist

about that. How long have I been asleep? Three days.

You're anxious. I'm just used to moving around. When was last time you got any real rest?

Three years ago. Before the eight.

Do you think you have a drug problem? I don't know. I've been taking medicine for anxiety.

More than prescribed? No. I mean, I've had to take more than I used to.

Well, based on your scores and your blood tests, I don't think that you have a drug addiction.

But you do have significant markings for PTSD.

No, my family gets a lot of death threats. That must be very scary.

How are the kids holding up? They're the best. They've adopted better than me in a lot of ways.

Because you've been shielding them from it? Trying to.

How much do you know about addiction? I studied in grad school. I was studying to be a therapist.

Yeah, that's ironic. I've given where I am right now. I don't know. Often,

the therapists are the ones most in need of therapy. Speaking from experience.

Well, if you studied addiction, you know that most addicts are masters of avoidance.

They make extreme choices for what they feel are extreme problems.

Like drinking a pint of scotch every night to avoid accepting a field marriage.

Eddie, my father. What about your mom?

She lived in a resettlement cap after World War II.

There was violence, lack of food, lack of humanity.

I think she had a hard time taking care of me. Because she was barely holding on herself.

That must have been very difficult. It was lonely. But you get used to it.

Do you?

When did you stop feeling lonely?

It wasn't only child, so I guess when my kids were born.

I never really felt alive until I had them to love.

Had them to love. Or had them to love you.

Good morning, Nadia.

I actually go by my birthday now. Natalie.

Natalie? I like it. Walk with me?

Yes.

I know you won't be here for much longer. But when this is all over,

I was wondering if you might be interested in working for Morrison House.

Are you serious?

You have more experience than some of our best counselors.

It wouldn't be a lot of money. We can offer you a small stipend and free housing.

Yes, yes, absolutely. Yes.

Great. Welcome.

You might not believe me, but I'm painfully shy in real life.

I never wanted to be in the public eye. Everything I did back then went against my soul's purpose

and participating in that false life made me a bad parent, no matter what my reasoning was for

doing it. I made excuses for myself, but the truth is, I couldn't break free from the shame.

I didn't think I deserved to be happy after everything I had done.

Rehab saved my life.

Because that's when I knew I'd had enough of the lies I was telling the public,

and more importantly, the lies I'd been telling myself.

Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!

I miss you. Oh, Mr. Joe. I'm here.

And guess what? I got a new job, and it comes with a new place to live,

and it's closer to grandma and grandpa's, and it won't be on TV anymore.

Oh, I'm never leaving you again.

Bring in some boxes, please.

I'm going to be in the kitchen.

Elijah! Yeah, come on.

I feel it. I've got a lot of yep.

And Callisa, you have a heart.

Can you guys have cheer today?

No, but, let's go. Let's go. She's a rabbit sweetheart.

Come on. Let's go, Elijah.

Go.

Very funny. Hey.

You'll always be my baby.

Let's go.

Everyone's got the belts on.

I understood prison. I hated it, but I understood it.

Now I'm out, and I'm scared.

I want to be a good role model for my kids. I don't want this life for them.

You're doing the right thing. My being here and working on your sobriety.

Your kids just want you to be okay so that they can feel safe and loved.

Great start, everyone. Thank you.

Oh.

Hello.

I'll be right there.

Stage four, ovarian cancer.

I've been to many doctors.

I'm going to run to the store.

He's not taking it well.

Mom, you should come live with me and the kids.

Absolutely not.

Let me take care of you.

I won't be another burden on you.

The last thing you need is a 15th child.

It will be a blessing.

I'm not a good person.

It will be a blessing.

Not a burden.

Hello.

And a breath.

To me.

To me.

I am scared of the orange.

Mom.

I should have water for you.

I'm going to go to the mountain for the girls.

Okay.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi.

How are you?

Good.

Um.

Oh.

Wow.

Can I get you some pee?

Sure.

Okay.

More complaints?

Ah, the neighbor saw a moving truck.

Well, it's not me moving this time.

My mom moved in.

Cancer, stage four.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

She's sleeping in my bed and I'm on a little mattress on the floor.

I don't want to miss a moment.

I lost my mom two years ago.

You were doing it right.

Oh, you'll be happy to know.

I don't allow any more markers, crayons, glitter, or paint in this house given our previous issues.

This is probably for the best.

May I?

Very nice.

Oh, lots of changes.

My kids will be home in an hour or so.

My friend Beth picks him up on Tuesday so I don't have to rush home from work.

I hear you're canceling for the Morrison house.

Yeah, I love it.

You know, I actually didn't know if I would see you again and I wanted to thank you.

In a weird way, it felt like the cops and CPS were the only ones rooting for me.

In all of our investigations, we never found any reason for your kids to leave your home.

Not once.

We could always see how hard you were trying.

Even when I got off course.

Even then.

Leaving the public eye was one of the best things you could have possibly done.

I'm proud of you.

It's quite a transformation.

No.

No.

Two, three, four, five, six, seven.

Do you need some help over there?

Always.

Take these.

Can you handle that?

Yes.

How are things going with your mom?

Well, she has good days and bad days, but we're all happy she's here.

I mean, the kids are really soaking up every minute they have with her.

We all are good.

No one thought I would get here.

Except you.

Well, if you can't believe in your best friend, then who can you believe in, huh?

I love you.

Love you too.

You're doing it.

Trying.

Mm-hmm.

T.

Any good.

I heard...

Come on.

Come on, baby.

Who's hungry?

Me.

Me.

Starving.

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey.

Sweet.

I just wanted...

I think I'm going to get some help with the drinking.

Do you think I can do it?

You can do it.

How do you?

Proud of you.

Oh.

Thank you.

Okay.

Fourteen beautiful grandchildren.

From you, my only child.

I'm so glad that they're all here.

Me too.

Okay.

So nice being here.

Kids are so kind, polite, well read, getting good grades.

The way you all take care of each other.

The way you all take care of me.

I feel so blessed.

So you forgive me?

I do.

I forgive you.

If the public knew how hard you work for these kids,

they would not hate you.

I was never close to my own mother.

We never said the things we should have said.

It was a different time.

I want you to know...

that I love you.

I have loved you since you were born.

I just didn't always know how to express it.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

My mom died in my arms in November 2014.

By then she was in hospice.

When it was time, I had to tell her it was okay to go.

That we would all be okay.

I'm sure a lot of you can relate.

It was the most painful experience of my life.

But I'm so grateful for finally attaining the relationship with my mom.

I had long for all my life.

I always wanted a family to feel the void I felt

from believing my mother didn't love me.

But the blessing at the end was learning she had always deeply loved me.

I am Natalie Solomon and my mom taught me how to be resilient.

And how to love unconditionally.

We taught each other.

It must have been weird being an only child.

Do you ever wish you were an only child?

Yes, every day.

Hey, Octomom.

Really?

Pass.

What are the points?

Which one's on there?

Turn over.

scream-

So

You