Momologues

I sat alone at the kitchen table. My daughter on a stool at the counter with her breakfast. I started to sob. again. A continuation from...

My first husband was dissatisfied with his mother and when later in our marriage, he fell on hard times, he made it clear that he...

I would say my life has been defined in a large part by the lack of agency my mother had in her choice to have children. She was married...

My entry into motherhood wasn't sunshine and daisies. From the moment I found out I was pregnant I was scared. And I remained scared for...

I spent eight months worrying about what it would be like when I finally went into labor. I had heard so many stories about painful birth...

My husband and I already had two beautiful, healthy children that were well into self-sufficient ages. Two children were all we could...

I spent the first night of my son’s life with only him in the hospital, as my husband was tired and needed to go home to sleep. I didn’t...

Listen, I never liked kids before having my own. I never cared about childhood development. I never knew babies were whole humans that...

"I never had to grapple with a decision that would change my life one way or the other. When I found myself pregnant in a toxic ...

This photo is from a time when my then-husband was out fishing and I was, simply put, not okay. My body was broken in many ways after a...

I was only 23, just started my first “big girl” job. I was engaged, but my fiancé was involved in an unpaid apprenticeship. My god we...

“And be REALLY CAREFUL, Mommie, it’s REALLY BREAKABLE!” Alden handed me the little package as if it contained a bubble still swirling...

I realized I had lost something I hadn’t had before, after touching base with my new neighbor, years after I had lost it. She was...

My last month of pregnancy I was wondering where my friends were. Busy with their business and not inviting me their fun. I guess due to...

We have a funny saying in our home: ‘hear you, hearing you.’ It’s the not-subtle reminder that your children will take on, and repeat,...

I know now that I experienced postpartum depression with both of my boys, but to different degrees. Back then, there really wasn't a...

The labor of my second daughter came on fast, and on our way into Boston, I almost gave birth to her on the Mass Pike. We made it to...

I don’t usually talk about my pregnancy, birthing story, or the first two years of my son’s life. I stick to more upbeat topics. I was...

I’d done the single parent deal, and the “force it to work because we have a kid” situation. I’d made multiple attempts over the first 6...

“Mom, can I see your vagina?!” “No honey.” “Ok moma, it’s beautiful.”