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“Homeowner”, “renter” or “squatter” – whatever the label, these occupants take the Offbeat wherever they go.

Steve: Because single dads are extra DILFy

I know in the past there’s been some ZOMG SCANDAL around the fact that we feature DILFs, with some of our more sensitive readers being concerned over what the “F” stands for. Is it really appropriate to ogle someone else’s partner? Well, what about when he’s a single dad?

The ups and downs of single parenthood

In general, parenthood can be quite daunting — and that’s with two (or more!) parents in the house! But giving it a go on your own? It’s inspiring, to say the least.

Why I’m happy my parents divorced

As the divorce rate keeps rising, couples are opening themselves up to the idea more and more. My parents split up when I was 16, and my only response was, “It’s about time!”

How do you deal with Mom guilt?

What is it about Mommies and guilt? What is it about that sweet, open, tabula rasa of a face that opens the gates to the guilt hounds and releases them, yelping and baying, around my brain?

The terrorism of health recommendations for mothers

“It seems like every time I turn around there is another warning about BPA, VOCs or phthalates in products. Just how terrified should I be?”

Everybody deals with death differently: my advice for how to talk to those of us who’ve lost a child

At the dentist, getting my nails done, meeting new people, often times the fact that I have a son who has passed away (how’s that one sound?) ends up coming up in the conversation. I worry about it often because it’s not something most people are prepared to handle talking about. Should you be overly sympathetic? Ignore it?

A Castor oil-assisted birth

Tara and Mike’s daughter, Quinn, was born at 42 weeks (O.M.G.) with the assistance of castor oil and awesome parentage.

Boogers you want to pick? Yes!

I’ve been dreading the whole la la nursery rhymes thing. Twinkle Twinkle Little Star? Nah, I sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Bat, and that’s about as far as I went with nursery songs. Not only do I not know the words (ok, make that past tense thanks to a swim class), but the melodies stick in […]