Momologues

You’re getting fat. What are you pregnant? I smiled, having known that this moment was coming. She sat across from me, her own belly...

When my daughter was about four years old, we took the kids camping. The morning of day four of our trip, she and I headed to the...

Everyone always asks if women really poop during birth. Yes, you absolutely do. And no, you absolutely do not care. ~~~

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

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

I’ve got a kid that hangs back. When it comes to new places and faces (or old ones, frankly), she buys her time. She watches. Assesses....

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 was lucky to have my sister, ten years younger, living in town when I was pregnant. She came to all the birth classes with me, was...

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...

You’d never think that motherhood would involve so much losing and finding of my kids’ body parts!  Not to mention the body parts I’ve...

Two summers ago on July 3rd, my 11 year old was complaining about a stomachache. We had been suffering in a heat wave, multiple days of...

Trigger Warning: This story contains subject matter relating to Vanishing Twin Syndrome. We had tried just about everything to get...

There is nothing like being a mother. Our stories are unique, and should be honored as such. If we don’t, many vulnerable women will feel...

My husband promised not to tell me if I pooped during labor. Of course, I asked him anyway. He just stared at me - terrified. ~~~

Chloe, age 3, after telling her she was going to be a big sister: “Would you like a little sister or a little brother?” “Hmmmm, how about...

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

With my second child, my water broke nine days early with the full moon, so baby was not really in any mood to join us yet. But we needed...

I’m going to start in the middle, on the day my husband forgot to show up. The day I gave birth to my second child. He showed up in body...

I was thinking the other day about how I am not doing any self care lately, ever since the baby was born. It dawned on me- if I don’t...

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...