I have nine sons and seven daughters, and I do not intend to stop.
Everyone said that the toddler years would be tough. That the “terrible twos” (I hate that phrase) would absolutely drive me up a wall. But I said, “Not my sweet sugarplum!”
It’s one thing if your son is struggling because of lack of knowledge or skill, it’s another when he’s just not motivated to do it.
I didn't want to be a mother, but my husband wanted to be an author. So I agreed to support his dream.
teen pregnancy
I would defy the stereotypes; I would be more than an unplanned pregnancy.
Each day with little kids is a marathon and a lifetime and a work of art and a mess. Inevitably.
Ultimately all human life is fragile, but the deaths of Trayvon Martin and Jordan Davis show us that the lives of black boys can be disproportionately ephemeral.
health issues
Raising my boys vegetarian is about sharpening their minds, not restricting their choices.
That feeling of exalting in tininess -- no matter how perilous to health it could be -- is as familiar to me as it is horrifying.
I'd always thought of pregnancy as a bucket-list experience, something big that I wanted to do once -- and only once -- before I died.
Just in time for Christmas, this 7-year-old boy's life was saved on Philadelphia's 34th Street.
the frisky
I’m sorry, but I can’t get on board with creating a supposed challenge like “affluenza” to excuse children from their wrong-doings.
As a Young Possessor of the Chub, I remember people constantly telling me "Don't worry, you'll hit puberty and thin out, then you'll be SUCH a beauty."

Dec 11, 2013 at 10:00am | 320 comments

Kids are boring. Yep. I said it. Here, take my Mother of The Year award and replace it with a bottle of Jameson’s, because I’m going there.
Recently a five-year-old dropped an F-bomb on me.

Dec 5, 2013 at 2:30pm | 198 comments

Most people learn trust as a child from the people raising them, but I learned to go on roller coasters on my own.
friends with kids
To spawn or not to spawn -- that is the question. Too bad I still don't have an answer.
No one ever talks about how you might feel sexy and beautiful after you have a baby.
I had daydreams of a vibrant social life with other twenty-somethings parents; we would drink tea while our children napped in their trendy strollers. After almost four years, I can safely say: um, not the case.
I accept my body and I want my kids to accept theirs too.
parenting challenges
As a parent, how do you stand idly by as your child falters, when all you want to do is set them up for success? How (when, where?) do you draw the line?
home alone
Being an only child of a single parent I got left home alone on a regular basis. I'm not sure of the exact age I started getting my Kevin McCallister on, but I know I was young.

Oct 14, 2013 at 5:00pm | 190 comments