For the past 13 years, my cousin Laura has been a stay-at-home mom. As her four children have grown, the emotional hurdles of motherhood have changed, she says. But the biggest challenge continues to be her relationship with her husband. Here are more of her thoughts about
Read more →Laura, one of my oldest friends from college, left her job as a high-powered corporate attorney when her son was born nearly seven years ago. She launched a new career, as a full-time stay-at-home mom, and now celebrates two radiant children–a few years after her son was
Read more →My sister-in-law Barb, a K-12 teacher, is one of the most successful women I know–both on the career and parenting fronts. She is the mother of two thriving boys, with whom she stayed at home for four years before returning to the workplace. She recently agreed to
Read more →There’s a new book out that examines the struggles of modern-day motherhood, particularly those tied to our careers. TORN: True Stories of Kids, Career & the Conflict of Modern Motherhood is an anthology of essays edited by Samantha Parent Walravens. I’ve not yet read the book, but
Read more →One of my oldest friends and I have built ourselves an oasis. Every Thursday night, after our impish toddlers have scampered off to bed, we call each other. We recap the week, revisit college days and our mutual interest in royal weddings, and delve into our latest
Read more →It’s Mother’s Day, and while I celebrate my own motherhood, I also think about my mom, who died almost 22 years ago. On the late-summer day when she gave up her brief-but-valiant battle against breast cancer, I prayed the crystalline skies would swallow my shock, that my
Read more →If you’ve ever wondered where a mom’s quality of life is best, it’s Norway, according to a new report by Save the Children, an international nonprofit group. The report says Norway earned the top spot due to a number of factors, including: It has the highest ratio
Read more →I’m pregnant for the third time in my life. The first time I had a flawless pregnancy–my son was born perfectly healthy, and I had very few complaints. The second time I experienced a missed miscarriage–my child died without my knowing it, sometime around the seven-eight-week mark.
Read more →In any given week, at least one day seems to spin out of my control. Especially lately, as my pregnancy hormones ebb and flow, claiming bits of my memory and pieces of my physical dexterity. By day I chase an impish two-year-old who speedily scampers away at
Read more →For the first 35 years of my life, writing was my greatest love. My identity was neatly, proudly wrapped around being a member of the Fourth Estate. Journalism took me from Chicago to Washington, D.C., and back, and I loved nothing more than stacking my plate high
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