Discovering I’m asexual… then telling my partner
I knew of asexuality but I thought that it was cut and dry, I didn’t understand it was a spectrum. I thought “well that doesn’t apply to me, I want sex sometimes.” Then I became made aware that things like Demi Asexual and Grey Asexual were, well, things.
How to keep your whole family warm when walking in sub-zero temperatures
My family only has one car, which my husband uses to commute an hour to work each day. But that doesn’t stop my family from going out and enjoying our neighbourhood. I still drop my son off at preschool a few mornings a week, enjoy library programs, and our awesome local fair-trade coffee shop. If you’ve got two feet, a heartbeat, and some basic gear, sub-zero temperatures and snow can’t get in the way…
I have been dealing with painful sex as long as I’ve been sexually active
I’ve been having sex with my husband for about six years. However, only recently was the first time I had sex where I felt no pain. I have been dealing with painful sex for the entire time that I have been sexually active. I am sharing this to let other women know they are not alone.
The single mom stigma
I’ve never — not even once — been late on the rent in all my adult life. I have a stable job at a world-class University. I make a decent income. I’m not rich, but I can pay the bills and live comfortably. So why, then, am I seen as a “liability” to landlords? Oh, right. The single mom stigma.
How scheduling saves our super-busy, polyamorous, multi-household family
Sharing lives can get messy, emotional, complicated, and exhilarating (and sometimes all in 20 minutes). It’s extraordinarily nice to, once a week, have a time set aside for the exclusive purpose of figuring out the logistics.
5 things nobody prepares YOU for when your partner recovers from surgery
I thought I knew what to expect when my partner went in for his top surgery. We had done hours of research, compiled lists, packed our bags, asked all the questions we could think of, and I was pretty sure that I was prepared for whatever the healing process would throw at us. But boy did that week throw me some doozies that I never could have anticipated…
On being a heavily-tattooed parent in the “white picket fence” suburbs
Tattooing has been around for thousands of years. It is one of the oldest forms of art, laden with as many different meanings as there are global cultures. And they’re all fun and games when you are young and carefree — society is more likely to accept your tattoos and move on with their lives. But I have found that the rules change when you become parents.
Moving to “us” from “me” and fearing the loss of my autonomy
My amazing future husband and I have been together just over two years and engaged over one. He’s amazing, and kind, and is a perfectly balanced feminist who looks like a Viking biker. I can’t even imagine my life without him in it, let alone how I managed to get here without him. Yet I’ve been really stressed over the fact that he and I become WE, US, THEM, in the eyes of the law, family, and society.