Motherhood changes us. Celebrate the ups and downs with these honest, insightful essays about becoming—and being—a mom.
It’s slowly coming to a realization that you, as a mama to two uniquely complex kids, are alone in this world.
We’ve waited our whole lives to meet you, little one.
I can fantasize about living different lives where I wear the jeans
I blame my mother, but I cover the blame in excuses.
I felt helpless to fix the mess my family had become.
I set firm boundaries to protect my family and my mental health.
One mom’s journey of turning a failed engagement into her own true love story.
Your love is fierce, and you were chosen to be their mama.
At the end of it all, we are home safe and healthy, which is exactly what my birth plan was.
You couldn’t have known it, but my heart nearly jumped out of my chest.
And it can feel oppressive. Here’s how to shift that pressure to make motherhood more empowering for yourself and mothers everywhere.
I was changing so quickly, so furiously—the descent was so immediate and so disorienting, that I struggled to catch my breath.
There is no real rest for working parents, particularly mothers.
Motherhood is a catch-22
While we all only have 24 hours in a day, women spend 40% more time caregiving than men.
There is no “making it,” no cease of parenting, of growing, of life.
Most people are extremely understanding about respecting your boundaries when you communicate with clarity and kindness.
Currently an elf-on-the-shelf and a bendy reindeer are riding on a firetruck and trash truck in our living room.
“Failure to thrive” kids aren’t failing at anything.
You may not be physically close to your baby but I will do everything in my power for you to feel close to them.