motherhood

Mama, all I see is you

A love letter from your baby.

Mothers can no longer be the ones who do it all

We are the ones who carry the load, who sacrifice, who power through. And it is having a huge impact.

My child’s seizure disorder means mothering is different for me

But my love is not.

Dear 2020 baby: Thank you

This year has been a mess. But you've been the light in the darkness.

As a mother, I’m voting for Joe Biden

Here's why.

As a mother, I’m voting for Donald Trump

Here's why.

Remember: Mothers are human, too

Let mom down from the pedestal.

Mindy Kaling opens up about how hard it is to mother without your mom

"Not having a mom around to support me was torture," shared Kaling.

I’m lowering my standards when it comes to motherhood—and I’ve never been happier

It's the only way I'm going to make it through this.

My 3-year-old still uses a pacifier and I refuse to feel guilty about it

It's her crutch—our crutch. And sometimes, as a mother, you need and deserve a crutch to lean on.

The pandemic slowed our family down—and I never want to speed back up

I refuse to go back to the over-structured, over-scheduled, over-stressed family life we had before.

To the mama who had a baby during the pandemic

You deserve hugs, love, recognition and so much more. But I will settle for the next best thing, which is to write you a little love letter.

Ask Motherly: I’m about to have two kids under 2, during a pandemic—how do I do this?

Motherly's co-founders offer game-changing, life-changing advice for moms of two under 2 (because mama, we've been there).

True life: I’m the default parent

My number is the one called by the preschool, my name is the one known by nurses at the doctor's office, and when there is a snow day, there is no question about who will rearrange work.

I’m done feeling guilty for my child’s pandemic screen time

I'm tired of shaming myself over it, and also I'm just tired. I'm really tired.

You will always be their safe space, mama

You are their haven. Their harbor. Their sanctuary, their peace. You are comfort. Deep breaths. Hugs and back rubs. You're a resting place, a nightmare chaser, a healer. You are the calm within their storm. You are their mother.

‘No’ means no and other life lessons I’m teaching my daughters

I’m determined to raise my daughters to be strong, confident, and happy. I want them to grow up to be warriors.

A baby swaddle saved my motherhood

As long as I had it with me, I knew I could figure it out.

Dear Mr. President, as a mother I am afraid of coronavirus—here’s why

You tell us to not be afraid, but we're unsupported and alone.

Could the President’s diagnosis be the wakeup call America needs?

Disinformation has lead to denial, but let's hope that changes now.