Mother

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?

How I Lost ‘Me’ When I Had My Son

Maybe I just needed an excuse to get out of the house, child-free, for 15 hours a week.

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