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Her disabilities are not anyone’s inspiration. And while her job is not to teach others, she has unintendedly moved me to accept my own disability.

There is collective power in our grieving hearts right now; let’s normalize not feeling normal.

Some might call this selfish; I call it setting healthy boundaries for myself.

Motherhood was the mirror I didn’t know I needed.

We know the time with our kids at home is fleeting. We know it’ll go too fast. But the 18 summers myth? It's just not true—or helpful.

Breastfeeding is not free, but kindness can be.

I was terrified to have children because I was afraid of what it would do to my career. But motherhood isn’t a hindrance—it’s a force of nature. And it's ours to run with.

At times I found myself mourning the loss of being a fountain of endless comfort and nourishment for my son. In my heart and in my weary mama bones, I knew that we were on the right path—a path towards sustainable motherhood.

I weigh less than pre-pregnancy, yet I am the most unhappy I’ve been in years.

In our power as parents and as citizens of this country, there is action we can take even when it feels helpless.

Because you made it, mama. One year down the long road of motherhood. And many, many more to go.

And that reality is heavy. It's unsettling. In so many ways, it's unfair.

As the number of primary income earners rises, their shouldering of tasks and the ‘invisible load’ doesn’t lessen.

Hand-me-down quality at 60% off? Yes please.

When celebrities share their stories of miscarriage, it is helpful on societal level, but painful on a personal level.

Organizing the family’s food is unrelenting. Like laundry, there’s no “getting caught up” in cooking.

I’ve learned what will matter are my kids’ lived experiences. Earlier is not better; personal growth is.