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...

Tonight I treated myself with a bubble bath the water filled to the tippy-top, As I lie in the tub I am drawn to the effervescent sound...

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...

After a surprise pregnancy and 9 months getting used to the idea of my new role, I had outlined my birth “preferences”. I had always...

When we were already late, but I chose to squeeze in 45 seconds to run the vacuum; which coincidentally, is enough time for both children...

Trigger Warning: This story contains subject matter relating to suicide. It was a cool November morning. I was cleaning up the kitchen...

I thought mothers loved all their children the same? Well, I’m just going to say it, but I think I have a favorite. All I know is one...

I can remember one evening shortly after returning to work after maternity leave and coming home from work/daycare with both girls....

1. When you’re pregnant, even your vulva gets fat. 2. After you have the baby, it still rules your body: breastfeeding, diet, back...

Morning Sickness: A cutesy, sweet, non-threatening, non-medical sounding term. Clearly invented by men. For me, so called MORNING...

“I hate to tell you this girl, but, we’re made for this shit.” That’s what my sister-in-law told me. Three months post baby, I was...