When you were just a tiny little thing growing in my belly,
I am not sure why, but I was sure you were a girl.
And then you got bigger,
my belly got bigger,
- and I... Well, never mind. CO ME ON, MO M!
When it was almost time, I got a little nervous.
How will the labor be?
Will it hurt?
Will I be able to breast feed? My breasts are small.
Will I be able to bathe her? Will I cry when you cry?
Will I be able to sleep?
Will I be a good mother?
I was sure I would.
I was ready. I prepared myself to it.
I took a bathing course, a breast feeding course,
a shantala massage course, a pregnancy yoga course,
natural birth course.
I would finally understand what the so called unconditional love is.
Actually, I could only think about holding you in my arms,
and smelling you, and, most of all,
looking into your eyes while I breastfed you.
Breast feeding.
Yes, it would be amazing.
Ouch, ouch, baby! Hold on!
Come on, Ângela. Come on.
You say that because it's not your nipple she is biting.
It can't be like that. It's a beautiful thing.
Beautiful my ass.
My nipples are cracked, it hurts and imagine someone biting on it.
- Let's give her the bottle, then. - I can't stop breast feeding.
I don't want to stop breast feeding.
It's important for bonding.
Ideally, on the firsts six months,
the child would only get breast milk and nothing else.
This is what bonds mother and baby together.
And it provides the child with antibodies
so that she'll be a happy child!
Ouch, baby. It hurts...
And she'll be confident for the rest of her life.
People say that babies that don't eat enough sleep well.
But not you, my dear.
You didn't eat and didn't sleep.
Hush little baby Don't say a word
What's going on?
Go! Get the crib ready. She's asleep.
She is asleep.
- What do I do? - Get the crib ready.
Okay.
The truth is: They only sleep when they want.
You cried for ten minutes.
Then 15 minutes more and then you slept.
And you never had any difficulties to sleep again.
Now, it's me who has a hard time.
I wasn't able to sleep through the night anymore.
It was my first time outside after two months indoors.
I was going to get my nails done.
But inside, I'm going to drive really slowly, sweetie.
I felt like I was going on trip to Paris.
The way you are It's so unique
You drive me crazy
The only thing Fábio Jr did wrong was only written songs for daddies.
She is smiling at me, look.
Don't pick her up. She's a bit moody.
But I am great with children.
- She's crying now. - Let me...
I'll pick her up.
Come with your auntie, come!
Let me hold you, you poor thing.
You had my cuticles, Jurema.
- Get back here. - It can wait.
I don't get people who always kiss babies.
Why would you do that?
One single kiss can transmit around 80 million bacteria.
The human being is a storage room of protozoans.
Not to mention those people who have the flu and don't even know it.
No!
I am sorry.
You were on the cash desk.
I am really sorry.
But you handled money, and bills are filthy.
You? You were touching cuticles.
And God knows where yours have been. She is too young.
She didn't get her shots yet. She's crying, it's time for her milk.
She's scared.
This isn't paranoia It's taking care, it's protecting.
It's a matter of hygiene. It's a matter of love.
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, Malu
Happy birthday to you
I just wanted to understand
why the first months take so long.
And suddenly, beyond any explanation, time flies.
Son, listen, wasn't she supposed to be walking by now?
No.
Each kid has their own pace.
I have my own pace.
Don't you have your own pace? That's it then.
We can't force a pace on someone. Especially a kid.
I walked with 1 and a half years.
So what? I loved to be carried around.
Well, that explains a lot.
Hands down, becoming a mother was the best thing that happened to me.
I only forgot about one little thing.
- What about us? - Who?
Let's take some time off. For us.
- Really? - My mother can babysit.
I don't know if I can do this.
Let's take a trip. Just the two of us.
- Miami? - Are you crazy? It's too expensive.
- Fortaleza? - And the money?
- Búzios? - That's an idea.
- Niterói? - Deal!
That night I finally had some quality time with my husband.
I forgot about the baby, about the bottle,
about the diaper
and about the pill.
- Hi. - Hello, grandma.
What a precious little thing.
Doesn't he look just like me?
He has Armando's mouth.
Having a brother is the best thing in the world.
Only the ones who have it can tell.
I was confident that
Maria de Lourdes and Mário Márcio would be best friends.
Hey baby girl, your brother is here. Let's go meet him?
You know what? Stay here. Take your time.
Come, baby girl.
Stay still.
Go play.
Alice!
- Hi, Ludmila Maia. How are you? - I came to talk to Alice.
- Baby. - What?
- Check it out. It's Ludmila Maia. - Again...
- She is bad news. - She is six.
She was born a bad girl.
My parents are making hot dogs. Do you want to come?
- I do. - I wasn't talking to you.
If she can't come, I won't either.
- Yes, you will. - She won't.
She will!
Let's go in.
What's going on here?
Hang on!
She doesn't want to invite me for a hot dog in her house.
Is that right, sweetie? That's mean.
Ludmila Maia, why don't you want to invite Maria de Lourdes
to eat some hot dogs?
- Because I don't want to. - This is not even an answer.
Why don't you break it down for me?
Hey, hold it. She is six.
- She can't break things down. - She's smart,
- she wants to trick us. - Really?
Guys, who wants to have some cotton candy, hot dogs,
popcorn and some ice cream in my house until late at night.
No! Nobody's coming! Stop it!
But you can also come, sweetie.
- Do you want to come with us? - No!
- Of course she doesn't. - That's fine.
Okay then. You were left with two options:
You can either come with us, which will be so much fun,
or go home by yourself and eat hot dogs alone.
What would you rather do, Ludmilla Maia?
I am embarrassed of this day
After all, Ludmila Maia was just a kid
and became such a sweet girl years later.
She wasn't bad news
and neither was I so manipulative like that.
Little did I know I was pregnant again.
The worst thing about having a third child
is to hear the same old jokes.
Wow, Mrs. Ângela, you've been baking a lot.
One more bun in the oven.
This oven works like a charm, Mr. Targino.
Don't you have any TV sets at home?
Not in the bedroom.
Third time is a charm.
One kid is nice, two is company
but three's a crowd!
This one is shutting this factory down, Mr. Francisco.
Mário Márcio, where are your manners?
- Mommy, did you fart? - No, baby. It was Mário Márcio.
No, it wasn't. His farts sound differently.
Come on, baby. It was Mário Márcio.
I am really sorry.
Not at all. I know how pregnant ladies are.
It was Mário Márcio. He ate too much chocolate yesterday.
Please, don't put the blame on the kid.
- Mommy farted - Maria de Lourdes.
It smells like a baby's fart.
It does. You have to reconsider what these babies have been eating.
Mário Márcio, next time, hold it. That's not nice.
And you hold it too, because you leave the elevator
and I stay here with this smell.
That was an unforgettable day.
I would never be able to convince him that I hadn't farted in there.
And for the eternity,
I would be the Fart Lady of the Elevator.
We had two kids at home and a baby in my arms,
so we decided to send Maria de Lourdes to school.
- Hello Ângela. I am Mrs. Angélica. - How are you?
- This is Maria de Lourdes. - Hello.
No, mom. I am Malu
- Ok then. Let's go? - Let's.
No, only kids now. Mommies have to stay here.
But it's hard on her. She's really attached.
I know. But that's what a school is for.
To cut the umbilical cord.
Wait.
Maria de Lourdes, now we'll say "bye bye" to mommy,
and go play.
- Is there a playground? - Yes.
- Is there play dough? - Sure
- What about water, snacks and juice? - All of these and more.
- Let's go? - Let's go.
- Off we go. - I want to play there.
Maria de Lourdes, look at mommy, sweetie.
If you cry, let Mrs. Angélica know and she'll call me.
- Yes, I sure will. - She will.
And baby, you don't have to stay here if you don't want to.
But she will. It's so much fun.
- Mommy will be here waiting. - She'll want to stay.
Shall we?
She let go! Let's go.
- Is that ok, baby? - Let's hop!
- I want to play there. - Do you?
Do you want to hop there? Let's do it!
I realized that I was the one that needed to adapt, after all.
And at that moment I could only think about one thing:
Next year it would be Mário Márcio's turn.
Leonardo, are you ok?
Maria de Lourdes?
Guess what mommy got you.
- A giant doll? - No, it's much better
A beautiful outfit. Check it out.
Try it out before you say you don't like it.
Look at her!
- Hello. - Look.
Hello, Malu. You're gorgeous in this outfit.
These slippers hurt, the socks are hot, the outfit is too tight
and I hate this thing on my hair.
I know how you feel. But ballet is so much fun.
You'll dance on big stages to a cheering audience.
- Imagine that? - No.
That's typical of her.
When she starts, she ends up loving it.
Eight... and demi plié, grand plié.
Malu, demi plié. Malu...
And demi put your hands on the barre.
- You didn't like it, did you? - I hated it.
I am sorry.
I really wanted you to be a ballerina,
but now I'll let you choose whatever you want to do.
Can I do Judo?
Judo? Well, we talk at home.
Here.
When they grow up, we realize
that it is easier to bring peace to the Middle East
than to negotiate with a child.
Mom, dad. Can I host a slumber party?
- No. - Sure.
I'm confused.
Of course no.
You're too young for that.
What about next year?
Let them have some fun. It'll be cheap.
- Are you helping me? - How many girls are coming?
- 22. - No, come on. Not 22.
It's impossible.
- Fifteen. - Eighteen.
Eight.
What will eight good girls do? Play with dolls, at most.
Girls, let's settle. Let's settle, girls.
Settling, girls. Let's go to bed. Everybody.
Everybody! Sleep now.
Girl, would you stop? Lie down.
Leticia, stop it.
Drop it, Sofia...
Mrs Ângela, my belly hurts. I think It's number two.
- It's poop, Armando. - Poop, it's poop.
- Let's order Japanese food? - What?
Pizza! Pizza! Pizza!
Stop it, Leticia.
Pizza! Pizza!
Who came up with it?
- Next year, it'll be in the playground. - For sure.
My belly still hurts. Take me to the bathroom?
Again, darling?
I am on my way.
And then, it flooded the whole world.
And everybody had to sail around
and sail around the world away...
- That'll do, right? - Yes, they're exhausted.
No, baby. I am. I am exhausted.
- Mrs. Ângela. - Yes?
Everybody is sleeping and I am scared.
Can I sleep here?
Sweetie, but you have got to learn to sleep alone.
And you're old enough.
But I've never slept alone.
Then, the little girl cried a lot. So much...
that she ended up flooding the whole world. Then everybody...
Mrs Ângela.
- What, honey? - For God's sake.
Can you call my mother? I want to go home.
- Sweetie, it's too late. - Yes, it is.
Your mom is sleeping. I have to sleep too.
- And you should too. - Everybody's sleeping, okay?
And that's the story of my first slumber party.
The first and the last.
And I realized that the last movie I watched in the movies was Titanic.
Which means,
I needed a little "grown up fun".
G uys, it's ok. Go have some fun.
- Don't worry about anything. - Is it necessary, mom?
Thank you, Mrs. Fátima.
- Call me if you need. - Come on, let's go.
Son, take a jacket with you.
- Seriously, mom? - It's cold.
- Should I take a jacket? - You won't need it.
Let's just go.
I didn't have fun like that for so long
that I lost the knack for it.
Actually, not even when I did that often, I had the knack for it.
It was so good, so much fun
that I just wanted the time to stop.
Maria de Lourdes's fever hasn't gone down?
Did you give her the medicine?
That one... No...
Let's hit the floor, baby.
- We're on our way. - That great song is on.
- We have to go back. - What happened?
Mariash Lourdesish' fever hasn't gone down.
Whose fever?
Well... the check. We have to get the check.
- I'll call the pediatrician. - But mom gave her the medicine.
- I did! - I am calling him anyways.
Are you okay to talk to him?
- Dr. João Maurício? - She is.
Where are you now?
This late? I am in my house, sleeping.
My daughter is burning up with fever.
We've given her the medicine, but it's not working.
What medicine did you give?
- Which one? Which medicine? - Which one, mom?
That one.
One moment, please.
Cypro...
Cypropiph...
"colociphe"...
Cyproclociphe...
Fluxy... ine.
Okay, listen
if the fever doesn't go away within the next four hours
you give her some antipyretic.
If it worsens, a cold shower.
Thank you very much, João Maurício.
Cold shower it is.
- You? - No, her.
Baby, we have to do it.
Mom, it is very cold. I don't want it.
I'll go in with you.
Let's go. One, two and...
- That's nice. - Mom, I don't want it.
- Let's get our head wet. - Mom, don't.
There you go.
Look at mommy.
That was a difficult night.
But I knew I would miss this time terribly.
I would miss when she was so small that I could pick her up.
- What? - Mom, you go that way.
- But why? - Because it's where moms go.
Can't I stay here with you?
It's super weird.
- Malu! - Alice!
- Hi, Mrs. Ângela. - Hey.
What's up?
I'll start a petition against the Mathematics teacher.
I don't like him.
- He has to go. - He is awful.
My son always gets bad grades.
Then it hit me: I had become
a mom like any other, that only talks about their children.
Have you heard about Ana Paula's mother?
- No, what happened? - She is pregnant.
- Again? - One more?
It also hit me that I needed to make the most
of what was left of Maria de Lourdes' childhood.
Mom, what are you doing?
I am dancing with my baby before it's too late.
Baby, look at mommy.
It's a shame, but she quit being a child way too fast.
So fast,
that from now on, she can tell our story herself.
Go, girl.
On my first period
I found out that the bloodshed would bother me for the next 40 years.
How about PMS?
For me, PMS should be "APW" instead
"all the problems in the world."
And I also had this gigantic pimple on my face.
And it was swollen.
And ugly.
Shut up.
Are you kidding me?
Oh my God.
Seriously?
Being a teenager is all about being fooled
Because you think you'll be freer, but you won't.
You think you'll be happier, but you won't.
You think you'll be treated as an adult, but of course you won't.
- Tell me everything! - Enough!
Come on, mom!
- I'm sick, let me talk to Alice. - Having your period isn't being sick.
Hang up, it's...
Lightning! It's dangerous to speak on the phone.
Hang it up. Alice, sweetie, she'll hang up.
Mom, look...
You have got to stop believing these silly things old people used to say.
- This building has a lightning rod. - That's exactly the point.
It lands on the lightning rod and then on the phone. Hang up!
- Baby. - You have such a big mouth.
- Are you hurt? - No, I just got scared.
- It would have taught you a lesson. - Mom...
How about getting some candles?
Is it true that someone died in this building?
Is this a good time for this subject? God.
I thought about it, because of the dark.
Don't think about it. Think about light.
Think about a bright place.
That day I found out that my mother
was more afraid of the dark than I was.
- What is it? - Ice cream!
- Ice cream? Now? - It's going to melt anyways...
We have to eat it.
You know what? Good idea.
- Get a spoon. - Let's sit here.
- Ice cream keeps bad spirits away. - Really? I didn't know that.
I got the worst scare now. Jesus Christ!
Look at your face!
Girl, you are disgusting now.
You have a moustache made out of ice cream here.
Oh my. I am a mother, for Christ's sake.
That was a nice moment I had with my mother.
It's amazing how we never seem to forget those moments.
Hey, baby! Hi, Sofia.
Hi, Nara. Hi, Thiago. Hi, Vitor. Alice.
Hi, Rodriguinho!
Hi, Mrs. Ângela. How are you today?
I don't know you.
Hey, Mrs. I am Nando. Alice's cousin.
Bye, Nando. Let's go.
Will your mommies come to pick you up?
- Bye. - Bye bye.
Mom!
What is it?
I want to tell you something.
It's like super, ultra, mega hyper cool.
- Is that right? - Yes!
What is it, Maria de Lourdes?
I kissed for the first time!
Wow...
- Really? - Yeah.
Wow...
- Can I tell you how it was? - Can you, Maria de Lourdes?
I don't know if I'm ready.
Nando sat by my side.
- Who is Nando again? - Alice's cousin.
But he didn't take initiative.
Great! I love boys like that.
- Then I took initiative instead. - What?
- Nando? - What?
Was it a french kiss?
- What? - French...
- What? - Did you use tongue?
In the kiss, I mean.
- No. - Oh, that's nice.
- Right. - Right?
Hey!
Are you blind? You idiot!
Can't you drive?
Another bad thing of being a teenager
is to share the house with another teenager.
Specially when this teenager is my lazy brother.
Mamá, open the door right now!
Open it now!
What?
Can you please stop this agonizing noise?
- I am trying to study and I can't. - That's your problem.
- I'll take this drumstick... - You can't tell me what to do.
...and hit you with it! - I'll continue playing.
You can't ruin my studies, because I've got to get a good grade.
Hey, I don't want people screaming in the house.
Jesus Christ!
You go first.
I have to study because I don't know the subject, but this boy won't let me.
Don't make me call your father.
Drop it and let her study.
Why is she studying? She's dumb.
She only gets bad grades.
She may have some difficulty with some subjects at school.
She may not have much focus and be like that fish from "Finding Nemo".
- "Finding Nemo"... - Above all, she's your sister.
She may have thousands of problems, be completely dysfunctional
and prefer reading a magazine instead of a History book.
Prefer going to the movies to kiss boys called Nando instead of study.
But she is your sister.
- Come on, mom! - Go study.
See? Mommy will protect you every time she can.
My boy.
- But no drums. - Mom...
No drums.
- Baby? - Hey.
- What's up? - I am fine.
- Do you want to eat? - No, thanks.
One of the strangest things about growing up
is to realize how everything changes in a blink of an eye.
Even who's not growing up anymore changes.
How was work today?
It was fine. How was your day?
- I am beat. - Me too.
It didn't take to be inside my parents room
to know they had grown apart.
If there's anything children notice is when their parents are not okay.
It's not like we don't go with the flow like them.
What happened to your grades?
- Everybody got bad grades, mom. - You are not "everybody".
And it's not true.
The ones who failed were you, Alice, of course, Rodriguinho
and that girl that hit you when you were little whose name I don't remember.
Yes. My friends failed.
Only your friends failed, that's why I don't want you around them anymore.
- What? - I've spoken to the principal.
- Tomorrow you'll be in another group. - No, mom. You can't do this.
Your father and I pay this school
and we don't want to pay for the same grade twice.
No mom, please. You don't get it.
- It's really hard... - It's final.
For me to leave and join another group, because...
It is final.
What my mother and I didn't know by then
is that that new group would give me a new perspective.
The girls were annoying, conceited, idiotic,
but, damn!
How stylish they were.
And that had an impact on me.
Mom, dad. I need new clothes.
What do you think?
Of course I couldn't count on my parents
They saw the price of the clothes I wanted.
Are you out of your mind? That jacket.
I don't think they took me seriously
I really needed new clothes
Why was it so hard for them to understand it?
And then I was surprised by this gift I didn't even know I had.
It's funny how life makes us find some things out.
Ever since, I have never had to ask my father
or mother for clothes.
I started making them myself
And my 14 years were over, just like that.
Then, I finally turned 15!
I understand the fact that many girls like the idea of a big party at that age,
but I said I'd rather have that money in a savings account.
Surprisingly, my mother that for so long dreamt of a big party, accepted.
My father loved the idea.
HOPE THE PARTY IS AMAZING. WANT TO KNOW EVERYTHING. YOURS, PATI
That night, I noticed that my mother was weird.
But she did everything to give me a perfect party.
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday, Malu
Happy Birthday to you
Malu, Malu, Malu!
Pick up the phone!
If it's Nando, don't bring the phone in here.
Mário Márcio, Maria de Lourdes, pick up the phone... Malena!
Two wannabe teenager and one wannabe woman...
all of three are useless.
They can't even pick up the phone. Hello.
Hi, Nando.
- Don't tell him where I am! - She's in the bathroom.
Don't tell him what I'm doing.
She is on the toilet now. By the way, she loves the toilet.
I see. It's urgent.
Maria de Lourdes, it's Nando. He says it's urgent.
I'll call him in two.
It's number two?
Girl, if it is number two
don't flush the toilet paper 'cause I don't want to smell your poop later.
Wow!
Jesus!
Maria de Lourdes, it smells like eggs.
Here, talk to him.
Please, talk to him.
What will I say?
Tell him I died.
Nando, so... she said she...
bit her tongue. Can you believe this?
Her mouth is all...
She can't say anything. She's passing out.
- Mom, shut up! - Ok, Nando. Bye.
Oh my...
Years passing by, but my mother
never missed the chance to make us go to boring places.
Stop it, Mário Márcio!
It's not tacky! You only say it is, because it's from a supermarket.
It's not my style, that's all.
It's just because it's not from a fancy store.
- This color is terrific. - Do you mean "terrible"?
- Oh my God! - Malena, it's for you.
- She doesn't have boobs! - She will soon.
Stop it, Mário Márcio!
Is the supermarket closed?
Are they shooting a soap opera?
No, Mrs. They're shooting a TV ad.
And who is there?
One actor. That... Paulo Gustavo guy.
Paulo Gustavo?
- I am shy, I don't wanna go... - It's once in a life time.
- I'll do the talking. - Stop!
- Luís Gustavo! - It's Paulo.
Paulo Gustavo. How are you?
These are my kids, Maria de Lourdes, Malena and Mário Márcio.
She's your fan.
- Thank you. - She loves you.
- Talk to him, girl! - No, mom.
- He's working. - Do you want to take a picture?
Of course she does!
- Lose the hat. - I won't lose it
- 'cause I'm about to go, and the make up... - But we can't see you.
But people'll look at my face. It should be fine.
He is handsome! You are handsome.
- Thank you. - Maria de Lourdes always said
you are handsome. And I would go, "Meh..."
- Mom, stop it! - Baby, it's a compliment!
Isn't it good to be more handsome face to face?
I don't know, on TV I'm handsome for 40 million Brazilians
but here I am handsome only for you in a supermarket in Tijuca.
- Grajaú. - Sure, Grajaú.
You are funny! Baby...
- Let's take a picture? - Yes, please.
That's sweet!
So sweet.
Hold on. Take one with me.
- You too? - Yes, one of us!
You?
There!
She has this app that she takes a picture and crops me so it's only me.
- What beautiful skin! - Thank you, dear.
- What is the secret? - Make up. Now I have make up on.
- Mom, look here. - There.
I like you, because you value moms.
You are a mother in plays, in movies...
- You smell great. - I've just bought a perfume.
- He's wearing a skirt. - It's fashionable.
You are gay, aren't you?
- Excuse me? - What does his husband do?
He is a doctor, mom.
Wow, a doctor.
You got luckier than many women out there.
- Bye, guys. Thank you. - Let's go.
I am sorry, I am sorry.
I am sorry for being inconvenient. I hate being inconvenient.
You're working and then a person comes and asks for a picture.
But they're sisters. And she gets sad, because the other...
- You must be tired. - Believe me, I am.
- Go on. - Mom, I don't want to.
- Course you do. - I don't.
- He doesn't want to. - I don't!
- Baby, you do. - No...
You do. You sure do.
Come and be quiet. Don't make this even harder.
Was it embarrassing? It sure was.
My mother is embarrassing.
But if it weren't for her I wouldn't have had the guts to ask for this picture.
He's so sweet.
Did you know I used to listen to Fábio Júnior
- when you were in my belly? - "When you were in my belly?"
Wow, mom. That's new.
I've heard it a million times.
I must have come out of you singing to this song.
That's true.
Love doesn't have to be a story
With an introduction, development and closure.
Stop the car!
The school is two blocks away from here.
Actually this is what I call
"embarrassment prevention", Mrs. Ângela.
Thanks!
Guys!
- What? - I am notjoking around
this is the most important news of our lives!
Have you read the paper or gone online today?
I didn't have time, you said it was urgent.
It's more than urgent.
- Gabriela? - Yes?
- Rita de Cássia? - Yes?
Do you know who's coming to Brazil?
The "Slava body disco-disco".
I got really proud of myself when I saw my name on the brochure.
As the costume designer.
And that was my moment.
Only mine.
My friends' and mine.
Good afternoon, Mrs. Ângela.
Good afternoon, Malu.
- Maria de Lourdes. - Maria de Lourdes. Your mail.
Good afternoon, Mr. Elias.
I wish you a bright day full of energy today.
I wish you the best.
Don't you think that's a little too much?
What do you mean?
I don't know, you left school today,
and I saw you hugging a bunch of people.
Are you okay, son?
Mom, I learned at the drama club that hugging is one of the best ways
to exchange energy with people.
- Go study, Malena. - People should do it more often.
Alright then. It's nice this energy exchange thing.
It's beautiful.
But I still think it's too much.
These people from drama club are "too much".
I don't want people thinking you are cheap.
Mom.
I like exchanging my energy with people.
That's all.
Here nobody has ever hugged me
as tight.
Seriously, Maria de Lourdes?
Did you know a hug can be one of the best things in the world
even for a few seconds?
Hugging a person I care about really tight,
doesn't mean I am cheap.
It means exactly the opposite.
I am a keeper.
By the way, Ângela Cristina,
I thought you trusted me.
At that time, I already knew that our role sometimes switch.
Excuse me.
What do you want?
Maybe a hug?
I know well the amazing girl I raised.
I have never thought you were a cheap.
That's okay, mom.
That was the first time I felt I was completely right.
And the most important is:
I think mom felt the same.
It was really beautiful.
You're not wearing a bra, Maria de Lourdes?
Oh, come on, mom.
I can't believe you are 15 and you don't wear a bra.
Hey, baby.
Sorry, I am late. It's just that...
I had dinner with Joilson and we lost track of time.
Did Patricia go?
Patricia who? Are you crazy?
When will you stop lying to me?
I am not lying. I am not...
I saw it.
I saw the cute text she sent you.
What do we do now?
I don't know what we are going to do.
But I know what I am doing.
I respect you.
That's funny. If you did respect me,
you wouldn't come home at this time,
- pretending to be with Joilson. - Come on...
You wouldn't be away from your children for 3 days.
What do you mean by that?
Being a father is not only providing with money and food.
- This is not the only thing I do. - What? What else do you do?
- I'm always with them. - By "always" you mean Saturday?
- Sunday? - You've got to be kidding me.
You work everyday until one a.m.
I don't work everyday until one a.m.
I take care of everything on my own.
You do?
- Fine. You mean I don't? - You could care!
- You don't care. - I work, I take care of us.
- Of course I care. - Since when money means taking care?
I already knew it would end up happening.
We are never really ready to not see our father
on his pajamas every morning.
But, on the other hand, it's been a while
since I last saw my parents smiling.
It was sad.
But it was the first time that I took care of her as if I was her mother.
Who would say we would have more fun now than when they were together?
Mom, are you sure you'll be fine by yourself? Can I really go?
Your siblings will be here.
You don't have to worry. Have fun. Wait.
- Are you taking a jacket? - Yes.
- Toothbrush? - Yes.
- Floss? - Mom, I'm all set.
- First-aid kit? - Don't worry!
- How many panties are you taking? - Oh, come on, mom!
- Bye. - I don't want just "bye".
Give mommy a kiss.
That's why I prefer smiles
And the things life brought As a present for me
My parents' divorce
changed my point of view on relationships.
I know how it feels like.
After some time, it gets even better than before.
I don't know, Alice.
I don't think I can think about men at all.
That's a shame, 'cause Nando is taking this trip with us today.
Do you remember him?
Of course I do. He even friended my on Facebook.
He has Spongebob as his profile picture.
Right, but he's a little cuter than Spongebob.
Let it go, Alice.
I am not in the mood for this.
But suddenly, my point of view on relationships
changed one more time.
- Hey! I didn't know you'd be here. - Hey! I knew you'd be here.
- Okay... - Okay...
Did you know I can play the guitar now?
Really? That's cool.
Maria de Lourdes!
Malu, your mother.
- Maria de Lourdes. - My mother? Tell me about it.
She's a bit depressed, a little down That poor thing.
She just got divorced, barely leaves the house. It's sad.
No. I mean she's outside. Look.
- What? - Maria de Lourdes!
Malu, she's getting on the bus now.
There.
I can't believe it. Could I be any more embarrassed?
Excuse me.
What's up? Excuse me.
Baby!
Mom, what are you doing here?
You left your necessaire home.
Hey, Mrs. Ângela. What's up?
Nando.
Well, I am sorry for being inconvenient, guys.
I respect all and everyone of da Maria de Lourdes' friends,
but she left something really important home.
Her cold medicines. She's taking it every eight hours.
I'd like to ask one of you
to remind her, since she's really forgetful.
I remind her, Mrs. Ângela. You don't have to worry.
- I got it. - Oh, sweetie. Thank you.
It's all in here.
The medicine for gas relief, for menstrual cramps, sunscreen...
And this is an insect repellent, you can borrow from her.
Well, I only trust this...
and everybody can use it.
I need to see the insect dead and gone.
You can borrow it, guys.
Here, thank you. Take it with you.
Here you are, baby.
Maria de Lourdes,
leave your sneakers out of the bedroom.
Nobody needs to smell you feet.
And wash your panties, let them dry up, only wear them after they're dried.
This is to avoid a serious infection down there.
There's one more thing I'd like to say, are you guys listening?
Please, this is for everybody.
I am here... Actually, God sent me.
He sent me.
I wasn't even showing up, but this came up
and I am sure God sent me.
I'll speaking on behalf
of everybody's mother here.
Mothers across the country.
To tell you this:
Take care, guys.
Do not sniff marijuana
and do not accept any beverage one might give you.
God bless you. And baby...
call me.
As soon as you get there.
Bye.
Oh, there are tampons in there. You'll get your period soon.
What if there's no place to buy it?
- Bye, mom. - Bye, Mrs. Ângela.
Bye, Mrs. Ângela. Bye.
Have a safe trip, guys.
Have a safe trip and God bless you.
- Hi, it's Mr. Carlão, right? - Yes.
Mr. Carlão, there's a young lady back there
and it's the first time she travels by herself.
Would you mind if I asked you to call me and give updates?
- I can do that. - I am so nervous.
You can? Thank you very much.
May God lead your way.
You should reald psalm 91 for protection on the roads.
Do you know how it goes?
"Whoever dwells in the shelter...
- I have to go, okay? ...He is my refuge and my fortress".
Thank you. God bless you. Take it easy.
- Okay. - Maria de Lourdes.
- Okay. - Call me.
Thank you very much.
Apart from that embarrassing moment with my mom
the trip was amazing.
Beautiful with no one to match
From her head to toes
The way she is
And if I think about it I am sure I'll be
Falling in love
In love
Beautiful thing
I'll be wherever you are You don't need to call me
Beautiful thing
I'll be wherever you are
As beautiful as a morning
as a cup of the finest tea
as walking towards the sea
Just beautiful lying down
With a sleepy face Taking time to get up
To get up.
I know those days were difficult for my mother.
But for me, they were magical.
Beautiful thing
I'll be wherever you are You don't have to call me
Beautiful thing
I'll be wherever you are.
- Hey, mom. - Hey, baby!
- Bye, dad. - Bye, darling. See you.
If beauty lies in my eyes.
You came across them and you're here to stay.
To call it home.
It was dreamy.
But it was also the moment life had prepared me
for a great reality shock.
Oh, come on, mom.
Y eah, darling. I didn't realize I made so little money.
Lesson number one: Joint account is an illusion.
Why don't you ask dad for a raise in the alimony?
Are you out of your mind?
I won't depend on someone else's money.
My dream's always been not to depend on anybody's money.
I can get a job. I'm healthy.
What I need is to have an idea.
I need to innovate.
I'll figure it out, darling.
I had never been so proud of my mother.
That moment, I just wanted to be just like her.
It was time for me to go for it as well.
Hi, Miss. Excuse me.
I decided to start with something I knew I was good at.
Wow... It's really good.
Congratulations!
You are really talented.
This is unbelievable.
He got divorced, got rich, got a promotion,
started to go to fancy restaurants, to buy expensive clothes.
And he travels a lot!
I don't have time for anything.
Unbelievable!
You get a divorce and your life blooms!
- That's ridiculous! - Come on, mom...
He deserved the promotion.
Whose side are you on?
I am on both's sides, mom.
But now, I am on your side.
I had my mother promise she would change her life.
And from that moment on she would have more fun.
So?
Turn around.
They love it!
- Baby, I look slutty. - No, you're gorgeous.
- Isn't it too red? - No, I love it.
- My eyes are too dark? - No, is perfect.
Are you serious?
- Are you taking condoms with you? - Come on, girl!
Maria de...
Nando!
Wow!
Look who's here. Nando!
What's up, Mrs. Ângela?
You should call you mother "Mrs.".
"Mrs. Nanda".
Is everything okay, mom?
Everything is great, Maria de Lourdes.
- Just great. - Okay then.
Good night. Maria de Lourdes...
It's late. For kids.
Teenager... Pre. Teenager.
This is Malena's routine for the presentation at school.
Night!
Mom?
Nando will sleep over, okay?
Mom!
- Is everything okay? - It's just great, baby.
Just great.
What happened to Nando's house?
Nothing happened.
But, you know...
I thought you trusted me.
Baby, I trust you,
it's Nando that I don't trust.
I don't trust any man, for that matter.
I had never seen my mother like that.
I couldn't think about anything else.
- Come here. - No, I don't want to.
- Come, mom. - I don't want to. It's cold.
- I don't want it. - I'll come in with you.
That day I understood that everything we do
for our parents is nothing
like what they've done for us.
My mom and I became best friends.
And after the autumn-winter collection at the store,
which I sold a lot, I decided to give her a gift.
I want you to choose anything you want.
It's amazing.
Have some.
Of course I wanted to spoil my mother.
But I also wanted to talk about something else.
I am not virgin anymore.
Really? That's nice, baby.
That's nice.
And...
Who did you do it with?
With? When?
Was it... Whose son?
Calm down, mom. It was with Nando.
Nando. His name keeps coming back.
And is everything okay, baby? Is everything fine?
Did you use a condom?
Yes, mom. We did.
That's nice, baby.
And... it's fine. Right?
What about the doctor?
We have to go to the doctor. Let's schedule it.
And, was it ok? Yesterday? Was it yesterday?
Now? How was it?
Was it ok? Did it hurt?
Mom, it was amazing.
That's enough, right? Let's stop right there.
Maria de Lourdes, I'll tell you what... I don't know how your father will take it.
- You have to be ready. - He already knows.
Excuse me?
You told him before you told me?
Maria de Lourdes, did you tell your father you had sex first?
This is such a betrayal.
I am your...
That's why you brought me here.
I knew something was up.
Actually, I brought you to a public place.
- Because I thought you wouldn't lose it. - I don't lose it.
- I can talk. - We don't take it into consideration.
I am a face to face kind of person
I have one more thing to tell you. I want to give you your birthday present.
I won't celebrate it anymore.
It's over. My birthday is over.
- It's beautiful. You won't forget it. - You won't win me over here.
But that's okay, girl. That's just fine.
I'll never forget this betrayal.
You won't be able to make me forget it any time soon.
Trying to bribe me with a birthday present.
Which, by the way, is a ticket to a Fábio Jr's concert.
I'm sorry. Nothing here.
It was just a cockroach.
Baby, you got me tickets to Fábio Júnior's concert.
I can't believe it! I'm going to die.
Seriously, I am going to die. I'll scream so much.
Don't get embarrassed.
- I'll scream a lot. - I know that.
It's my dream! Oh my God!
I don't give up so easily, my love
The things I want to do
But I still haven't done
Everything has its price in life
And from this life I just want happiness
And I won't give up
Not even for you Not for anybody else
I give up my plans
I want to know...
Choose her! She's a big fan!
Not even for you Not for anybody else
I give up my plans
Come up here!
There's still people Waiting for me to tell
The new things I am sick of hearing about
You're gorgeous!
I also know...
Not even for you Not for anybody else
I give up my plans
I love you, baby girl!
I want to know
Man! I'd never seen, my mother happier
than on that night. She needed that, she deserved that.
After some time, my mother got over that bad patch
and became a whole different woman.
My brother got really mad.
- What do you want? - Well...
Let Mr. Macedo in. Oh, those are beautiful.
After Mr. Macedo, Mr. Paulo came along,
then Mr. Paiva, then Mr. Geraldo.
My mother took everybody by surprise.
And that was great for her.
Alice, it will be amazing!
I can barely wait.
No, this apartment is incredible!
The rent isn't too expensive.
So everybody will be able to pay.
Live alone, away from mothers, with best friends in Copacabana...
will be mind-blowing.
Maria de Lourdes,
tell me more about you living with your friends
in Copacabana, without even asking me.
You are too young to live by yourself. I mean, with Alice. Which is the same.
- Mom, let me explain. - Copacabana is far away from here.
- You don't get it. - Copacabana is dangerous.
- Mom. - I won't be able to help you.
I'm not going to live in Copacabana.
You overheard my conversation, but you got all wrong.
Alice is going to live in Copacabana.
Yeah right. Alice is. That's nice. I am sorry.
I am going to live in London.
Are you out of your mind?
Do you think I'll let you live alone in another country?
Mom, I got a scholarship.
I got a scholarship to London.
I'll be able to study for free there.
And how will you live there?
- I'll work, mom. - Will you?
You'll be alone, but you'll manage to work?
- Maria de Lourdes... - Dad's already bought the ticket.
It's all set.
Did he do that? Without talking to me?
I asked him not to.
Why did you do this to me?
Because it's always been hard to tell you things.
It's always the same. You either cry or yell at me.
Or you yell and lose it.
- Or you cry, yell and lose it! - You're not mature enough.
You can't see how important it is to me.
- I know what's best for you. - It's my life.
I'm going to go to London one way or another.
Over my dead body you will. Hear me?
That was our worst fight.
It was so bad, she didn't want to take me to the airport.
She said she hates goodbyes.
Bye, mom.
TO THE BEST MOM IN THE WORLD
I love you, baby girl.
See you.
Maria de Lourdes.
Mom!
Did you think I'd let you go
without saying goodbye, Maria de Lourdes?
God bless you, my baby. God bless your trip.
Be happy, my love. Have lots of fun.
I love you, mom.
I love you.
Mommy will always be here, thinking of you.
Your mother will always be here.
Look who you left behind.
- Thank you. - God bless you, baby.
Maria de Lourdes, as soon as you land...
the second you get there...
the moment your feet touch London,
call me, okay? Don't make me wait too long.
- Call me as soon as you can. - I promise you I'll call.
Will she be alright?
Did I get everything I need?
Is her English good enough?
Is my English good enough?
Will she adapt?
Will I like it?
Will she be able to call me whenever she feels like it?
Will I miss it there?
Will she ever come back home?
Will I ever come back to Brazil?
Will she be happy?
I am so happy!
Being a mother is not being sure of anything.
Being a daughter is not being sure either.
You already know, you know me Very well
I am capable of going And I go even further
Than you think
I don't give up So easily, my love
The things I want to do But I still haven't done
Everything in life has its price Its value
And from this life, I just want happiness
I won't give up
Not even for you Not for anybody else
I give up my plans
MONTHS LATER
Hey, baby girl!
What's up, Mrs. Ângela! We miss you!
Nando...
Well, something came up. Unexpectedly.
We are pregnant, mom.
It wasn't a good idea for a joke.
- We're kidding! - Mrs. Ângela?
Mom?
Come on, Come on
Go to bed early
And don't forget your jacket When going out
Tell me your secrets
And I'll tell you Bedtime stories
Let me protect you
Keep you warm and hold you
You know that deep down I am only love
Ten minutes more
And I promise I'll hang up
And please, don't worry
I'm old enough To take care of myself
But don't let me go
And hold me, please
You know that deep down I am only love
Come on You know I'll worry
Come on You know I'll take care of myself
Come on, if you let me go
I'll always come back
Come on
You know I'll worry
Come on You know I'll take care of myself
Come on If you let me go
I'll always come back
Come on, mom
I'll always come back Come on, mom
Come on, Come on
Recovered by (c) dCd / July 2018