Choosing to have children, choosing not to

Motherhood has become so consuming to me that I find it hard not to project onto others a desire for the sense of purpose it offers.
By Lauren Apfel

Why I no longer distract my kids when we travel

By stuffing my backpack with toys and dolls, I realized I was trying to control my children’s adventure.
By Andrea Hannah

The myth of the instant family

I love my baby, but I miss my relationship with my husband terribly.
By Abigail Rasminsky

There’s the birth, and there’s the baby

Any guilt or reservation about a “failed” birth plan was replaced by an unwavering commitment to my son.
By Stephanie Noll

Seven and still sucking his thumb

Seven years on, my son is still a sucker, thumb mostly, but also occasionally sleeves, zippers, the pointed snout of a stuffed animal.
By Daisy Florin

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