Hey, Magnus’s turned away from me at bedtime when I felt his body shudder with sobs. “You’re sad, aren’t you luv?” I say to him. He turned to face me, his face crumpling as his eyes welled up. “Yes, I miss Colby so much,” he says through sobs. Yesterday we experienced...

Thoughts on gender norms and shame

Yesterday my son looked at my painted hot pink toes and said, “Mom, tomorrow I want to paint my fingernails. AND toenails. I want my fingers to be blue, yellow, blue, yellow, blue.” He said while touching each fingernail. Then changing his mind, touched each one...

Here’s how society is failing moms

Rant warning. I think a lot about being a mom, and the state of motherhood, because I’m right in the middle of it. Although it started as a slow simmer, now it’s pissing me off into a roiling boil. I am getting more and more disgusted by what I call the: Mommy-martyr....