My decision to stop working felt retrograde, a betrayal of my gender. By Jenny Raj
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The essence of mindfulness is learning to be where we actually are. By Beverly Conyers
Be ready to take questions, and try to fill in those blanks before your kid’s imagination does it for you. By Marie Holmes
There’s power in knowing you can do something creative, even in a world turned upside down. By Sarah Walker Caron
I have a full-time job and yet I still feel like I’m waiting for my ex-husband to see me as an equal human. By Katherine Sargent
Somewhere in my garage there is a bin of all the tiny rubber boots my children used to wear. By Kim June Johnson
Literature is a great way to put our pandemic struggles into perspective. By Laura Catherine Hanby Hudgens
I get that people are curious when your children don’t look like you. By Diane Bonina
When Steve died, I found it hard to imagine ever finding love again. By Sarah Kilch Gaffney
All my OCD has become focused on making unpredictable toddlers happy and I am exhausted. By Jenny Leon
Motherwell talks to parenting author Carla Naumburg, PhD.
“What color is fear?” my sons asks me. “I think it’s sunset orange.” By Lorna Rose
He’s been out of daycare for nearly a year, but he has befriended the couch. By Maya Schenwar
Our roller disco will be a celebration of survival, a catchpenny affair, meant to launch us into the season of renewal. By Samantha Shanley
If you know the taste of real yogurt, or freedom, you won’t give it up easily. By Daniela Elza
While maybe I’m no longer Mom the Fixer, I can still be Mom the Closer. By Ilyse Dobrow DiMarco
“I’m scared!” she refuses to go upstairs alone. “Sit next to me,” she pleads from the couch. “Closer,” then clings to my arm. By Jennifer Alessi
Now it is deep into fall and all I know is this: he sleeps late, he is very tall, and sometimes he still wants to walk with me. By Gretchen Michelfeld
When I was younger, there were life choices I viewed as a certain death of the soul. Now I’m the owner of a Honda Odyssey and parent to three kids. By Cara McDonough
In the beginning, we relied on hats to shield Rosie from unwanted stares as we hoped the hair loss would be temporary. By Paula Quinn
Quarantine has forced me to turn off my snowplow parenting, otherwise I’d spend my entire day cleaning. By Andrea Askowitz
She thinks when I say things like “balanced diet” what I really mean is “don’t eat sugar, it’ll make you fat.” By Lizabeth Sjaastad
I never tell my children what’s real or what to believe, I simply lend definitions. By Katherine Sargent
I don’t allow myself any excitement, not after 2016, but I allow him his. By Caroline Horwitz
I talk with my mother multiple times a day. “Saaptacha?” It is routine, this asking if I’ve had my meal. By Lakshmi Lyer