The First Mother

I know that I am not the first mother with the first child, nor am I the mother with the smartest child, but I can't help exulting in my daughter. As my sister hung her new hexagon corkboard tiles on the wall, my daughter pointed triumphantly and said "oc-gon." I stared at her for a …

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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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