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Skip the Crowds, Get Your Christmas Shopping Done Early

Imagine getting all your shopping done in one afternoon, from the comfort of your couch!

Stop Complimenting Me For Supporting My Trans Child

Why I Am Thankful That I Did Not Have a Black Son

In a way that almost feels cruel, I find myself thanking God that he didn’t give me a boy.

Why I’ll NEVER Tell My Son To “Man Up”

I Don’t Want To Be A Parent, Except When I Hear You’re Having A Baby

Even though I know I have no business having a baby, it feels like a door closing on my fingers every time I see it happen to someone else.

What I Wish I Had Known Before Getting Pregnant

No one told me that morning sickness doesn’t go away after the first trimester. 

What I’ve Learned Having 3 Miscarriages In 9 Months

The Myth Of The ‘Hot Mess’ Mom

When did we start defining imperfection as “everything’s falling apart”? When did we start billing a rough day (or week) as abject failure?

The First Time My Son Broke My Heart

I love watching my son and my husband bond, but it’s becoming apparent I’m losing my little boy.

What It’s Like Being A Mother When You Don’t Have Custody Of Your Child

Most weekends, my $43,000 salary was going toward rental cars, hotels, and eating out with Cameron.

Re-parenting Myself As I Parent My Kids

My Mother Is Alive And I Mourn Her Every Day

Motherhood Shouldn’t Become Your Identity Once You’re A Parent

Motherhood didn’t become my identity– it helped me find it.

Single Moms Are Like Real-Life Wonder Women

“The number one thing moms never discuss are the days that are really hard.”

Confession: I’m More Afraid Of Mothers’ Group Than Being A New Parent

One of our fave new authors, Chloe Flynn reveals the secret underworld of mothers’ group. 

Things I Don’t Want To Tell My Son

I will have to tell him that there are people who don’t see him as human.

I Can’t Be Your Friend Anymore, Now You’re A Mother

Being a mom changes you. And your friendships.

I Gave Up My Son For Adoption, And Now I Want Him Back

Giving up my son was one of the worst decisions of my life.

An Open Letter To My Mother: Why I Became A Sex Worker

I know this isn’t what you pictured for me at 26, but it’s a job, and it’s the best job for me.

I Wish I Had A Mother

I’m 43-years-old, and I want my mother.

To The Birth Mother Who Broke My Heart: I Wanted To Matter To You

Did you stop for one second to think about the pain I might be in?

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