Being a Mother in a World that Sexualizes Female Bodies

Last night, I was undressing my infant daughter to get her ready for her bath. This is a nightly ritual where I nibble on her feet, play "This Little Piggie Went to Market," blow raspberries on her tummy, tickle her ribs, and, yes, pinch her teeny, tiny bare booty. That last part shocked my sister. …

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10 Memes that Perfectly Describe Being a College Mom

Walking around campus, I sometimes feel like an alien. Yet pushing my daughter in the swing at the park among other moms makes me feel the same way. The 25-year-old to 30-year-old mothers look at me like they're sorry for the mistake I've made, or else they assume that when I say "school's out," I …

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I’m a Mother Who Can’t Do It All & That’s Okay

There are a lot of stigmas surrounding motherhood. You have to feed your baby organic homemade food, breastfeed from day one until at least a year, dress them fashionably but not 'too adult', buy them the most eco-friendly and developmentally stimulating toys, decorate their nursery with $100+ wallpaper and chic, Etsy plushies, and care for …

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I Heart Daycare (and some ramblings about feminism)

I am so happy Sharon– author of Becoming Mother –said this! I have suffered so much guilt from dropping my daughter off. I even project that guilt onto my daughter’s teachers, making me think they hate me for daring to send her to school. I’ve often felt that the only societally justifiable jobs to forgo being a STAHM are nurse or teacher, but I try to remind myself that it’s (mostly) all in my head.

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Becoming Mother

Some women tear up as they leave their children at daycare for the first time.

I practically skip inside.

Grin from ear to ear.

I. LOVE. DAYCARE.

Last Monday was Henry’s first day of daycare. Another daycare mom saw me taking him inside and asked if it was his first day. After I nodded, she jumped out of her van and gave me the biggest hug and said, “Isn’t it great!”

“YESSS!!!” I yelled.

“With the first one, you’re bawling about it and then the second, you’re just like ‘have fun!'”

She gets it.

It’s true. The first time we started daycare was much more involved and made me a little nervous. We spent about 20 minutes going through the list of critical bits of information that the infant teacher needed to know to feed, change, and soothe our baby to sleep.

She likes to be rocked to sleep while…

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