I hope my children are the last generation to deal with racial hate.
This quarantine will someday pass, your babyhood with it.
Any situation even slightly beyond my control was completely defeating.
Motherhood doesn't define me.
Seventy-four percent of mothers say they feel mentally worse since the pandemic began, according to our recent COVID-19 survey.
What 'special needs' parents want other parents to know.
I'm seven months pregnant and my husband is in a war zone—I couldn't tell you which one because I don't know.
Toss in a global pandemic, first-time motherhood and you have a cocktail for a lost identity.
I'm craving human interaction, but the thought of us leaving our bubble terrifies me.
Grab your tissues before you scroll.
Frances Goldin's sign said "I Adore My Lesbian Daughters."
My oldest is neurodiverse. My youngest neurotypical. They both need me in different ways.
Our child is not just one of us. He is both of us. He is both our cultures. And as a family, we are both cultures together.
I started focusing on the 'why.'
I'm sure I will forever remember this summer, but not for the reasons I wanted to.
I became a more confident mom in the second year of motherhood
My daughter got her first period and it was emotional for me.
Instead, set up conditions so your child can learn.
My girls will never know my father. They'll never hear him make up the words to "I Feel Pretty." They'll never catch him sneaking thirds of Blue Bell's pralines and cream ice cream late at night. He'll never send them off to school quoting the Village Schoolmaster by Oliver Goldsmith... "And still they gazed, and still the wonder grew that one small head could carry all he knew."
Going through PPD has been tremendously challenging. As has been raising a newborn. Doing it without my village makes those challenges feel overwhelmingly impossible.