Can’t touch this: How to maintain personal space while pregnant
I am not generally a hugger. I tend to tense up when someone even reaches in my personal space. And I know when I tell people I’m pregnant they’ll will tend to want to invade my space.
How do I keep this from happening?
My childfree friends are a balm to my soul: In praise of childfree women
I know the reasons that you’re childfree are numerous. You may consciously choose it. You may want kids later but not right now. You may be grappling with infertility. You may be looking for the right partner or not sure what you’re looking for at all.
I know that media and culture tells you that the clock is ticking. That motherhood is the ultimate feminine destiny; the next epoch.
But you know what, Childfree Woman? I’m a mom and I think that’s absolute bullshit.
Screw the “romantic mystique” — let’s think about love
We base some of the biggest decisions of our lives on romantic love, and yet we resist actually examining love… for fear of overthinking it and somehow erasing its magic. FUCK THAT. We should all be thinking about this shit, since we all base huge life decisions on it. So, here’s some of my recent research…
How I found personal freedom in a partnership
If you had described my current relationship to me before I was in it, I’d have walked — run! — away from the best thing I’ve ever known.
Turns out, I learned that I can be a more authentic me inside our relationship, because I’m loved and supported in a way that I often fail to love and support myself.
How to talk to your kids about poverty when they’re growing up poor
I grew up very poor. I remember asking my mom if we were poor, because the kids at school said we were. She replied that we were poor by our communities standards, but by worldwide standards we were very fortunate. She talked to me about poverty very frankly and openly, and it really made an impression on me…
I don’t know what I did wrong: What should I do?
It’s confusing and hurtful, to say the least. But we’ve all been left with self-esteem issues, too — worried that we’re capable of causing incredible damage to our loved ones, without even knowing it.
I suppose there’s not much to be done, other than to discuss it amongst ourselves and go to therapy. But if anybody has a great idea for helping us make peace when you don’t know what you did wrong, I’d definitely appreciate it.
How to find yourself when you’re focused on raising someone else?
Younger mamas, I want you to know that us older mamas are just as befuddled at times as you are. I was in my mid-30s when I had my first child, and I don’t feel as if you ever finish the finding-yourself journey — nor would I want to. It’s part of the joy of being alive.
That said, here’s what’s helped for me to reconnect in areas of my life that need it…
Infertility, and the 5 stages of grief
During the first six months of marriage, I wasn’t too concerned about my fertility. After all, I was unaware of any fertility difficulties within my family. At the six month mark, I began feeling impatient. When there was still nothing after eight months. This is about when I started going through the stages of grief…