The stories I make up for my child are more powerful than any book, because she is the heroine.
By Lauren Kosa
I love my baby, but I miss my relationship with my husband terribly.
By Abigail Rasminsky
Our family square is about to become a triangle and I’m not sure my son will be ready for it.
By Randi Olin
I learned to meet him right where he was, which was on the floor, counting.
By Rachel Turner
Mothers are not static entities. We evolve in this role, as in any other.
By Lauren Apfel
There’s so much against you: the world’s cruel prejudices, its judgment.
By April Vázquez
She slid into anorexia at 16. She stopped smiling. She ignored her friends. She counted almonds.
By Amy Rumizen
The sooner a child has a framework to understand the nature of healthy relationships, the better.
By Lauren Apfel
Are we all so jaded and depressed by Hillary’s loss that we’ve just said: to hell with it, mermaid Barbies from here on out?
By Carrie Friedman
It was hard enough to find somebody the first time, when I was young and untarnished by the scars of motherhood.
By Katherine Sargent
I had to let go of the idea that I was the only one who could meet my children’s needs.
By Samantha Shanley
I could not teach my stepdaughter, this girl so quickly becoming a woman, that to stay was always right.
By Katie Gutierrez
What if our split isn’t the best thing for her? What if it does irreparable harm?
By Robin L. Flanigan
I needed to embrace the role of supportive parent, to leave the coaching to my daughter’s coaches. But I just couldn’t do it.
By Keith Landry
Whatever the political climate, we will continue to write about bruised nipples, maternal ambivalence, how to raise kids who believe love is love.
By Lauren Apfel
Being an advocate for a cause in general is quite a separate thing from letting your own kid be different.
By Kimberley Moran
“You’re not going to be good at everything,” I say. It’s a standard line in our house.
By Lauren Apfel
I wish the kids could stay this age forever—on the cusp of leaving, but never leaving—only I know it would not end well. By Catherine Newman
Kids—they break you wide open and expose parts you didn’t even know could feel pain.
By Katie Rose Guest Pryal
So why is it you want a baby, my therapist asks. Love, I answer.
By Bethany Marcel
He’s passing as a boy now—as long as he binds his breasts.
By Katrin Grace
Momsplaining perpetuates the myth that someone out there is getting this parenting thing right.
By Carla Naumburg
When you’re a parent, you have to believe that no matter what your child does or says they still deserve to be loved.
By Erika Sauter
The author of All Joy and No Fun talks to Motherwell about parental anxiety, adolescence, and what she regrets about her bestselling book.
By Rebecca Gale
More than my body and my schedule, IVF took over my mind.
By Belle Boggs