I might be a mom by day, but in my heart I am a writer. By Reannon Muth
work-life balance
My decision to stop working felt retrograde, a betrayal of my gender. By Jenny Raj
Nursing my son to sleep, I contemplated Marie Curie. By Nadja Cech
I have spent years juggling my three jobs: teacher, mother, and alcoholic. By Jennifer Dines
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
The last 18 months have clarified one thing for me— my job was not worth what I had been giving up to keep it. By Laura Longhine
There’s a certain emotional security that comes with having a glamorous job title. By Chiazo Obiudu
I bought the ‘having it all’ narrative like so many other women of my generation. But I didn’t read the fine print. By Virginia Fundora
RBG worked so hard not only to open doors for other women, but so that other women wouldn’t have to work just like her. By Jenny Leon
Last spring, when we finally gave up the dream of returning to school, I held onto September as my North Star. By Steven Newmark
Parenting, relationships, work-life balance. Your pandemic self-growth in 100 words or less.
It’s been a long, slow road to finding a balance between supporting others and supporting myself. By Yvonne Spence
Both you and your partner have only 24 hours in a day and each of those hours holds equal value. By Eve Rodksy
Eve Rodsky’s book Fair Play presents a hands-on, systematic solution to how to share the division of labor at home.
Now if something takes too long, it means we’re late for something else. By Fiona Leary Boucher
“No offense Mom,” my oldest said to me a few years ago. “But you could have been so much more.” By Laura Pochintesta
I arrive at the office. I mime professional. Am I a professional? For months my identity was pure and unquestioned: mother of an infant. By Janelle Ward
So many parents speak of this transition period with promise and enthusiasm. But I loved nothing more than my kids walking through the door every day at 2:35pm. By Randi Olin
I am a woman who sometimes needs a glass of wine or two in the evening, because even though her boys are no longer babies, five to six o’clock is still the witching hour. By Fiona Leary Boucher
In New York City’s rush hour, a tush encased in orange tulle attracts less attention than you’d expect. By Jaime Levy Pessin
Whether to have a baby before tenure is still one of the most pressing questions for female academics. By Sarah Rivett
For me the taco had become an easy vector of choice, creativity, freedom, and therefore power. By Samantha Shanley
Serena has arguably done as much for working moms in the past year as she’s done for tennis in the past decade. By Mary Pflum Peterson
You speed through the five stages of grief or however many there are because you’re trying to wrap up a project at work and you don’t have time for this crap. By A.S. Callaghan
Here I am at the sink again. Here I am signing the kids up for soccer again. Here I am preparing for the holidays again. Wash, rinse, repeat. By Ilyse Dobrow DiMarco