By Heather Von St. James Having cancer isn’t really all ribbons and runs. It’s not always shaving your head because of hair loss and having someone you love join you. Cancer doesn’t always mean you’re fighting for your life. Sometimes having cancer means feeling alone. It means having to adapt […]
By Shannon Day of Martinis and Motherhood Hey there, husbands! Welcome. I assume you’re on the hunt for some shrew-taming pointers and that, my friend, is exactly what I’m going to share with you. For more on the topic, see: Taming of the Shrew (Or is the Problem You?) Now, to begin […]
By DW McKinney of Critically Unhinged Another black man is dead. My fingers are poised to write something. Anything. People need to hear. People need to know. But I can’t type. My hands are shaking and my head hurts. I have to leave my office to get some air. Another […]
By Allison Alter of A Tale of Two Mommies I have two remarkable children who enrich my life in unexpected ways. I live to hear my two-year-old son’s giddy laughter, as well as witness and experience my two-month-old daughter’s smiles and snuggles. I love the fun and folly of schlepping […]
By Kendall Griffen of Harlem Hausfrau I don’t think it’s a big surprise to any American that Europeans, and more specific to my point – Germans – have a higher level of comfort with public nudity than us States-side folks. From my perspective, there are few occasions that more clearly […]
By Sherene Buffa of Mama’s Doody Everything changes. Good or bad, easy or hard. One thing certain in this life is change will come. As a mother, you have to experience changes you aren’t often ready for. The changes come quickly, from learning how to soothe your colicky newborn (nothing ever […]
By Kimmie Fink In the motherhood of my dreams, I imagined that I would breastfeed for at least 12 months. I knew all the benefits of breastmilk: higher IQ, infection prevention, bonding, convenience, economy, losing the baby weight. I didn’t even bother to read the sections on formula feeding in […]
By Danielle Dayney I’m typically an easy going person. I try not to raise my voice above speaking level. I volunteer occasionally. I’m tolerant and understanding. I am, for the most part, level-headed and kind. But every person has her breaking point and, well, mine was the stupid fruit bowl. […]