For something about the brokenness of these women reminded me of my own mother, enabled me to understand her not merely for the harm she enacted but in the light of her own suffering and her pain. The Oscars were a coup for bad mothers, and I have to say I am delighted. The Best […]
This originally appeared on Laura Farhy’s blog. Republished here with permission. I find myself worrying constantly about being judged poorly as a mother. If a kid is alive, healthy, and happy—shouldn’t that be enough? I take my son to this nearby park; and regardless of how many times we go, there always seems to be a […]
This originally appeared on Mamamia. Republished here with permission. I don’t live for my kids. There, I said it. “Here she is! Miss Party Animal Of The Year! Do you even remember what your children look like?” Yes, that was the opening line from one of my husband’s relatives upon my arrival at a family function on […]
