Role Reboot

Why I Won’t Regret Having Only One Child

I promised myself that if I wasn’t pregnant with a second child by the time I turned 40, I’d put my ovaries to bed. My 40th birthday was last month. And a deal’s a deal. On the occasion of my husband, Erik’s, 40th birthday, we sat on the deck of a restaurant that overlooked the glittering […]

My Mother Wants Me To Get Married, But I Respect Her Too Much For That

I choose to honor my mother’s terrible experience with marriage and motherhood by not repeating it. Every year, when my mother sends a birthday card to my partner, Z, she signs it “Mrs. Ryan.” Once I complained about her coldness, when I called from our home in Berlin to check in with her. “It was […]