Parenting can be hard. All day long, you run around after children who have the stamina of endurance athletes. At night while you’re trying to recover, you’re often joined by...

To my soon-to-be-born son, You weren’t supposed to be here. I never thought I would have a son. We found out we were pregnant with our fourth baby early...

monkeybusinessimages / Getty I recently took my two month old daughter to a local fundraising event for women. I left my 3-year-old son at home so I could attempt...

Free spirit, self-sufficient, call it what you want—that’s me. I’m proud to be an independent woman, but it can be a double-edged sword. Independence is both my greatest strength...

As a little girl, I felt anxious and confused most of the time. I didn’t understand that the way I felt wasn’t normal, and I figured it was my...

Yesterday, as I was touching up my nail polish, my 3-year-old son came over to watch. He liked the color I was using, and asked me to paint his...

I’ve noticed a disturbing trend on Facebook recently: people venting about their children’s teachers. The complaints are usually similar in nature — the kid said the teacher was mean,...

Sigrid Kolbe / Getty Images Last weekend I took some time off. I know, I know. What does that mean? You ask. You’re a mom, right? How the hell...

“Give it back!” My six-year-old daughter screamed at her brother in the other room. “No, it’s mine!” he yelled back. And then silence. An ominous silence. It was ominous...

I posted a picture of my three-year-old crying on my blog Facebook page. I was venting. I gave her three different sliced bananas, all sliced different ways. She asked...