Everyone’s Body Fails
I have a body. For the most part, I like this body. When I want it to dance, it dances. When I want it to pick up my child, it picks up my child. When I want it to breathe… Read more ›
I have a body. For the most part, I like this body. When I want it to dance, it dances. When I want it to pick up my child, it picks up my child. When I want it to breathe… Read more ›
‘Tis the season of resolutions and promises to ourselves. Of one-word focused thoughts. Of gym memberships and diet plans. Of trying to be better versions of ourselves. At the moment, though, guilt is probably the most powerful motivator in my life because I feel intense guilt for not being more, or better, or focusing, or dieting. Read more ›
I am a teacher. It has taken a long time for me to be able to come to terms with that. It was always something I knew I was good at, but it wasn’t always Plan A. Plan A was… Read more ›
It is my first Mother’s Day as a mother. Incidentally, I’ve also now been a mother for two days shy of six months. I feel that six months is a pretty significant milestone. Half a year. A half-birthday. It’s also… Read more ›
I don’t deal well with messes. I take a good portion of every day just to get myself organized. It’s kind of ridiculous, actually, but I can’t do any work until things are clean, and if I don’t sit down… Read more ›
Ashton Kutcher is all over the internets today because he posted a complaint to his Facebook page about men’s restrooms generally lacking changing tables: Judging by the response he got on social media (and, you know, common sense), he’s clearly… Read more ›
If you don’t want to read my daughter’s birth story, I suggest you stop now and go somewhere else on the interwebs. (Though, after that I imagine most of you will stay out of sheer curiosity!) If you’ve been around… Read more ›
As long as we’re on the topic of body image, let’s talk about the things I’ve learned about my own body image at 8 weeks postpartum: 1. Leggings are good. 2. Spanx are bad. 3. It was not, in fact,… Read more ›
Well, loyal readers – if there are any of you left after my lengthy silence – I’m back on the blogging bandwagon as much as I can be with a baby in my lap. I took a break at the… Read more ›
I do a lot of complaining about pregnancy. I like to think that it’s not complaining so much as brutal honesty, but, at the heart of it, I’m whining about it a little bit. I don’t think there’s anything wrong… Read more ›
I have always loved yoga, but it wasn’t until I found a yoga studio last year that I truly started to reap its benefits. Before, I had always done yoga at the gym as a way to stretch and do… Read more ›
Can we talk about maternity photos for a second? For a while, I was completely on the fence about having maternity photos done. A huge part of me (mostly, the part of me that’s huge) has not felt attractive or… Read more ›
So, I’m sitting around yesterday, basking in the glow of an amazing facial and relaxing after some great yoga while doing a little copywriting to make some extra money, munching on a peach, when this pops up on my Facebook… Read more ›
Here’s an interesting factoid: Women who find out the sex of their baby actually describe fetal movement differently depending on if it’s a boy or a girl. For boys, they generally use sports metaphors: a soccer or football player kicking,… Read more ›
Let’s talk about anxiety. It’s not a topic that many of us talk about often. I’m not sure why this is; usually it’s depression that gets most of the media coverage (especially when it comes to postpartum issues), which doesn’t… Read more ›
I am not super in love with my body right now. And I feel like a bad woman – and definitely a bad feminist – because of it. Up until the end of June, I was working. I wasn’t doing… Read more ›
For this anthology, Avital wanted to create a space where women could debunk the myth of the “good mother.” You know the one: every aspect of her life is perfect, and she does it all while raising perfect kids. She never has a meltdown, or goes a few days without showering, and her kids will probably grow up to be geniuses.
Well, guess what? That mom actually doesn’t exist. Read more ›
Don’t feel pressured to make stuff for your baby. Your baby won’t know if you did it yourself or if you bought it. Don’t feel pressured to breastfeed. Some women find it really difficult and formula is totally OK. Don’t… Read more ›
I’ve been asked on many, many occasions to write a post about the most offensive things people have said to me during this pregnancy. Considering I’m officially halfway through it, now seems like a good time to oblige. Keep in… Read more ›
Dear Pregnancy, You are now in the early second trimester – 17 weeks, to be exact. It is supposed to be this mythical land of loveliness during which I am supposed to have a cute little bump that isn’t yet… Read more ›