One day infants and diaper bags and hemorrhoids and boobs won’t be hanging off of your person like you’re a cross between a human mobile and a Sherpa. By Catherine Newman
Author: Motherwell
You will be in your slippers, making waffles, and suddenly remember that your mother is dead. By Brianne DeRosa
One family photo, two different perspectives. By Pat Alexandro and Amy Alexandro Jones
My daughter is trapped inside, trying to make admissions counselors she doesn’t know fall in love with her. By Sandra A. Miller
After we gave it all to Goodwill, I lived in fear every day that I would see somebody else wearing my mom’s clothes. By Kandace Chapple
He sees a choice down the road he doesn’t know how to make: how can he choose just one of his names to join with his wife’s? By Andrea Jarrell
If I saw him now, I doubt I could pick him out of a line-up. By April Vázquez
I’ve always told my sons that “boys will be boys” is neither a license nor an excuse. To hear that rhetoric used to erase Christine Ford’s allegations makes me want to scream. By Deborah Lindsay Williams
When it was time to walk away—leaving my son there and a part of my life behind—I didn’t have any regrets. By Randi Olin
Whether to have a baby before tenure is still one of the most pressing questions for female academics. By Sarah Rivett
My son’s teacher said he needed the gift of time. She was right. By Jessica Smock
I caught you with drugs today. I picked up your little glass pipe. It felt like a bomb in my hand. Boom. By Rica Lewis
For their dazzling displays of genius in the face of runny noses and interrupted sleep, the award goes to… By Helene Cohen Bludman
All of my efforts to push them toward enthusiasm only served to exacerbate their resistance. By Christie Tate
One mother refused to let her daughter stop playing the flute. So what made her change her mind? By Daisy Florin
When my son was 11 he told me, “I wish I wasn’t autistic. It would be easier to make friends.” By Joanne De Simone
We are allowed to do what we love, no matter how well we do it. By Abigail Rasminsky
The decision not to find out my unborn child’s sex is perhaps the most intimate and important one I have ever made. By Laine Munir
The toddler parents were looking at me in wonder, as if they couldn’t believe their children would ever be old enough to go into the exam room alone. By Deborah Lindsay Williams
Why is living in mom’s basement such a terrible thing? By Fara Nizamani
Nothing would be exactly the same again. I was inconsolable, even though the university’s family day was only a month away. By Dina Elenbogen
I was a singer. She was a groupie. We decided to have a baby together. By Stewart Lewis
How could I do it all again? The uncomfortable pregnancy, the brutal birth, the dark newborn days. By Joy Netanya
Make sure your children have time together without you. Encourage their collective independence. By KJ Dell’Antonia
I am ashamed to admit I believed you were a good man who deserved to be forgiven. By Jo Hall