Of course I felt like a phony parent—that’s how all mothers feel in the beginning.
Sometimes, holding you while you sleep is the best choice. A heartfelt essay on the joys of motherhood.
I dragged myself out once a week to the new moms group I’d signed up for, and that seemed like enough.
The LOVE has overwhelmed me and the exhaustion has overtaken me.
Yes I’m exhausted. And yes, I’ve never been happier.
I cringe when someone congratulates me on getting my husband to babysit—as though he isn’t also their parent.
Sex with someone you’re really comfortable with can open you up to be your best possible sexual self.