Mo-om!” my son calls to me in the harried minutes before dinner. In haste, I join him and his 20-month-old sister in the living room. “What is it, sweetheart?” I ask, wooden spoon forgotten in my hand. A bit of sauce drips on the laminate
Throughout the years, the meaning of my birthday has changed. As a child it was a celebratory day for parties and presents. Entering into adolescence, it became a marker of milestones — driving, voting, drinking — all bringing me closer to independence and adulthood.
Looking for a way to help families in earthquake-struck Nepal? CARE, an international nonprofit that works with the poorest communities on our globe, has aid workers on the ground. Known for their work with women and children, CARE is in need of donations to aid their
As I write this, an epic gathering is coalescing. From points around the globe, renowned midwives, physicians, doulas, childbirth educators, lactation consultants, human development educators, myriad cultural and human rights leaders, environmental activists, medical ethicists and a neonatologist will come together next week in Northern California with a single unified
I got married back in November, after knowing my husband for 7 years. He is my best friend, my soul partner, my rock, my clown, all of those good things. And we often don’t sleep together. “Gasp! What?! You don’t sleep together?! Doomed for
“With the hopes that I’ll one day look back at this notebook and realize how far I’ve come, I’m going to attempt to write about my eating disorder.” I felt chills as I read the words I wrote in a composition book in July
Thank you to Lauren Agro for this guest post. We’ve all heard the horror stories about baby blues and postpartum depression. And as expectant parents we all want to avoid that. We want those first precious days to be about bonding with our baby and
You were tired. It had been a long morning in the car and then visiting with strangers. You rubbed your eye with one hand and said, “Nurse?” At home I would have scooped you in my arms and cuddled you close while you nursed yourself
Spring is known for two major things in Vermont: mud and maple syrup. Depending on the weather, sugaring season can begin as soon as temperatures reach 40 degrees during the day and 20 degrees at night, typically mid-February to mid-April. This winter has been
I say that motherhood is hard. I say it a lot. Especially when I write. Sometimes I feel self-conscious about this. I don’t want people to read what I write and come away with the impression that I define motherhood as hard. I don’t.