Catherine Newman’s next installment of Motherwell’s not-so-ordinary advice column for the parents of teens.
My son is deeply comfortable with being an introvert. But sometimes I think he is too comfortable. By Lauren Apfel
I was raised to believe that my differences didn’t have to limit or set me apart. But the world disagreed. By Meg Zucker
Catherine Newman’s not-so-ordinary advice column for the parents of teens.
We can honor the importance of caregiving without taking away from the difficulties of balancing caregiving with a career outside the home. By Laura Longhine
I held his illness deep inside me the way I would hold shame. In the dark, it rotted and grew. By Laura Leffler
I don’t think it ever occurred to me how much and how often women are praised for displaying traits that basically render them invisible. By Shonda Rhimes
My son’s fight or flight mechanism often shut out his ability to function. I was devastated I had not been able to help him. By Jill Dyer
When the children are gone will I be something flimsier, something less than I was before? By Lauren Apfel
Judgmental comments can be a reflection of our desire to connect, to become a village once more.
By Gail Cornwall
Maybe she will meet the “right” guy or girl. Maybe she will never be interested in sex.
By Melanie Lopez
We connected through the magic of the internet. Her son was in crisis. Could I help?
By Brianne DeRosa
As someone with a son dead because of heroin, I couldn’t look away.
By Bill Williams
Motherwell interviews Andrea Jarrell about her debut memoir, which touches on themes of motherhood, desire and vulnerability.
My best efforts at parenting weren’t enough to make him stay. My son no longer wanted to call me “Mom.”
By Kelly A. Dorgan
By stuffing my backpack with toys and dolls, I realized I was trying to control my children’s adventure.
By Andrea Hannah
From sitcoms to memes, the mom runs the show while the dad can hardly remember the kids’ birthdays.
By Kathleen Siddell
The stories I make up for my child are more powerful than any book, because she is the heroine.
By Lauren Kosa
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