By Celeste Yvonne What if I’m Just Not Meant to Have “Ride or Die” Friends?
Squad. Tribe. Mom friends. Where is my "ride or die"? I think about this often as I scroll social media…
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The Sweetest Mother's Day Gift!
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By Mande Saitta Dear Daughter, at 16
My daughter turned 16 recently. It was a big one. THE big one. We spent months planning the long-dreamed-for "Sweet…
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By Ashley I. Arinez To the Mothers Whose Hearts are Aching This Holiday Season
As the trees and the temperature remind us that the holidays are near, I know you’re reminded about something else,…
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By Jacqueline Miller My House is Usually Full of Other People’s Kids—and I Love it
This week, my husband is traveling, which leaves me home with the kids. In my house, that means a revolving…
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By Caroline Poser I Was Better Off Divorced
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” the nurse said at my baby’s 18-month checkup. I put my hands over my going-on-3-year-old’s ears, a…
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By Elizabeth Stone If I Want to Raise a Godlike Woman, I Have to Be One Myself
I’ll never forget how I felt when I found out I was pregnant with a baby girl. My mind instantly…
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The Lies Parents Tell: Why I’m Ready to Break Up with the Magic of Childhood
If you see me running through the town, screaming in the dead of the night, it will hands-down be from…
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By Allison Byxbe Naming My Depression Makes Me a Better Mother
This is a confession to you, my kids, an apology of sorts. I am painfully aware of the ways I…
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By Britt LeBoeuf My Baby, I’ll Follow You
I'll follow you. Down the corridor of that hospital wing as they push you in your bassinet and me in…
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By Kelli Bachara Dear Pre-Baby Body, Thanks For Getting Me Here
Hello, you young thing, I saw a picture of you the other day, a picture of you standing by a…
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By Whitney Fleming Your Teen Will Break Your Heart—But I Promise, You’ll Survive
I've truly enjoyed raising my kids. Sure, it's been exhausting—the laundry, the cooking meals, the shuttling to all the activities—but…
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By Jillian Benfield I Am Their Comforter Because I Am Their Mother
I am their comforter. Something happens when my babies turn two. For two years, my babes have eyes for me,…
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