Behind every “mommy brain” story, there’s a fuller picture. Modern motherhood makes impossible demands. By Nicole Graev Lipson
Category Archive: Family
I talk with my mother multiple times a day. “Saaptacha?” It is routine, this asking if I’ve had my meal. By Lakshmi Lyer
My daughter was born four weeks after I was diagnosed with breast cancer. By Jenny Leon
I didn’t know that motherhood would feel tantamount to being a short order cook. By Lauren Apfel
The Special Spoon held sway over my children more raptly than I ever intended. By Suzanne Mattaboni
It’s been a long, slow road to finding a balance between supporting others and supporting myself. By Yvonne Spence
I know we’re both doing it wrong. I’m teaching our children that restraint is a shackle; he’s teaching them that tight control is the only way to avoid obesity. By Lorren Lemmons
As much as I juggled and schlepped and complained, the day eventually came when I realized my arms were empty. By Laurie Sunderland
In our household, my children are allowed to eat with a good book or their tablet. I don’t expect them to talk. By Tania Lorena Rivera
Have you ever watched a five-year-old pour a package of cooked green beans into a bowl? I have. And let me tell you, it nearly did me in. By Debra Arbit
My son loves to eat at Grandma’s house, he gets real cream and real sugar. Unlike the dishes I cook, which are vegetarian or Paleo or Whole30. By Elizabeth Newdom
We envisioned our daughter’s freedom: she could tell us dance class was ending early. But we had not considered her new awareness of danger. By Sarah Werthan Buttenwieser
Catherine Newman’s wonderful new book offers a guide to 65 hugely useful, super-important skills for teens and tweens.
I heard the baby crying again, I didn’t get up. I was too hungover. By Victoria Vanstone
Obviously, a pandemic is an awful reason to decide to have another child. But that doesn’t stop me from thinking about it. By Amanda Gibson
How, my girls wonder, can they live a big life if they can’t get out of the gate? I feel for them. By Francie Arenson Dickman
Each project was meant to show a child’s mom that she is appreciated. Respected. Loved. By Wendy Kennar
Lately I tell myself that I’ll start to eat healthier. I won’t finish my children’s meals. I won’t pick off their plates, like a mother vulture. By Kelly Niebergall
Every night this family of five sits down together to watch a movie. Rotating who picks, no opting out. By Daisy Alpert Florin
Shelter in place has become a cocoon where our family has slowly let this diagnosis of Down syndrome sink in. By Maggie Shafer
This job is hard—physically, mentally, emotionally—it’s so damn hard. By Maureen Boesen
Let your children see you trying. Let them see you cry. By Kaci Curtis
He said, “I never knew you started dinner at 4pm every weekday.” By Teresa B. Duffy
My kids are used to my loud, Jewish-mom complaining—but not this unkindness. Not this anxiety-fueled rage. By Hannah Grieco
It’s all about the details, the sillier the better. By Lori Orlinsky