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Identity After Motherhood: The Versions of Me I Miss
Can you love the life you have and still miss the versions of yourself you never became? Katherine Rose Woller explores that tension in this personal essay on motherhood and identity.
I Want My Son to Care About the Planet. I Don’t Want Him to Be Afraid of It.
After her young son asked how they could help a suffering animal, one mother began thinking about how to teach him to care for the planet without making its problems his burden.
Rediscovering Myself After Motherhood: Returning to Music
I stopped making music when I became a mother. Fifteen years later, I found the songs—and the part of myself—I thought I’d left behind.
I Chose to Become a Single Mom. I Still Wanted Someone to Hold Me.
I chose to become a single mother at 39. I didn’t know how lonely the first year would be—or how much faith in myself I would find along the way.
Amazon Prime Day Deals 2026 Moms Can’t Miss This Fall
From a half-price play set to a robot vacuum that costs $180 less than usual, these are the fall deals we’d make room for in the cart.
Why Are We Asking New Mothers to Build Their Own Village?
New mothers are told to find their village at the very moment they have the least time and energy to build one. What if those connections began before birth?
No One Prepares a Stay-at-Home Mom to Lose Her Job
There is no preparation for losing your “job” as a stay-at-home mom. When the children around whom you built your life begin leaving, you may no longer recognize the woman left behind.
The School Still Calls Mom First—and Research Shows You’re Not Imagining It
Even when both parents are right there on the form, schools are more likely to contact Mom. A massive study suggests some of the maternal mental load may be coming from outside the house.
The Illustrator Behind The Day the Crayons Quit Says Kids Need More Boredom
The bestselling children’s author talks boredom, screen time, overscheduling, the mental load of family travel and why parents don’t need elaborate activities to nurture a child’s imagination.
I Attended More Than 1,200 Births—Then Motherhood Nearly Broke Me
After nearly two decades as a midwife, I thought I understood postpartum. Then my third baby arrived—and I discovered the identity transformation I’d never been taught to name: matrescence.