Practical, functional, useful and fun travel essentials always make a great gift – especially if your mom travels often.
Thanks for allowing me to make mistakes.
It’s never been more glaringly obvious than it is now that there’s only one of me and four of them, and all of us have different needs in any given day.
“My wife’s body is so different lately, it’s like fucking a whole new person. I’m so into it.”
Around the corner from every trying moment is a wonderfully reassuring punch, kick, or head butt from that tiny little human growing inside you.
Don’t get me wrong: I am delighted by the prospect of bringing a new life into the world. I expect to make endless compromises as I adjust to the life-changing milestone that is parenthood. But I refuse to become entirely selfless as I embark on this whole motherhood journey.
I work hard, so hard, to raise my children absent the straightjacket of gender stereotypes, but there will inevitably be manifestations of them along the road. And that’s fine. The goal is not to remove gender from the equation altogether, it is to deny it such an overriding role.
You remind your friends to bring a jacket when it’s cold.
See, this life of single womanhood and single motherhood combined is a tough one. And with all the love and attention my beautiful son gives me, it actually still gets very lonely.
Is it bad if my bump is kind of lopsided?