Your friends from college may be the best you ever have, guard those relationships like gold. By Francie Arenson Dickman
It was so much easier to ignore my own pounding heart amidst the turbulence when I was worrying about my son’s instead. By Lauren Apfel
My son is deeply comfortable with being an introvert. But sometimes I think he is too comfortable. By Lauren Apfel
Motherwell introduces UMPTEEN: Catherine Newman’s not-so-ordinary advice column for the parents of teens.
I’m raising two boys. And I am conscious of raising them to be people who hear and respond to the word “no.” By Brianne DeRosa
My confidence in myself as a parent, a wife, and a woman were badly shaken. I was a mess. By Diane Pomerantz
The sparks of ambition, even in the middle of life, can become flames. By Sonya Spillmann
When the children are gone will I be something flimsier, something less than I was before? By Lauren Apfel
Maybe she will meet the “right” guy or girl. Maybe she will never be interested in sex.
By Melanie Lopez
Already in love with the boy’s father, I wanted to build something special with his son too.
By Hillary Vaillancourt
We connected through the magic of the internet. Her son was in crisis. Could I help?
By Brianne DeRosa
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
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
From sitcoms to memes, the mom runs the show while the dad can hardly remember the kids’ birthdays.
By Kathleen Siddell
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
There’s so much against you: the world’s cruel prejudices, its judgment.
By April Vázquez
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
Sorry, can’t make it to the sorority reunion. My thermometer says I’m ovulating!
By Amy Klein
It made me spitting mad, the way the daily duties of parenting and home ownership began to rest entirely on me.
By Hope Edelman
I cling to the knowledge that if I have given her anything, I have given her hope. I see it in her smile.
By Jenn O’Connor