Childcare is an accessibility issue. It determines a parent’s – let’s be real, a mother’s – ability to exist in the world and participate in society. Every summer I volunteer for a week at a day camp where girls learn to play music. It’s a beautiful oasis of art and feminism and love and empowerment, […]
Without recognition for the daily effort we’re putting in, what kind of reward can most of us look forward to? My daughter is practicing her somersaults. She doesn’t quite have it down yet: she crouches, tucks her head, then rolls onto her side and giggles. “You’re working hard on that,” I observe. “I’m proud of […]
I think we do children and parents a disservice by assuming that if anyone stays home, it must be the person who gave birth. Sometimes people ask my partner and me how we decided which of us would give birth to our daughter. For some couples with two uteruses between them, that might be a […]
My daughter doesn’t care what I do for her; she cares that I am here, present and loving. She doesn’t value me for how many things I can get done in a day, but simply for who I am. For a year before my partner and I had our first child, I worked from home. […]
Doing whatever I want doesn’t automatically make me a feminist. I’m a feminist because I advocate for a world in which every woman has the freedom and resources to do the same. When my partner and I started talking about having a baby—how it would change our lives, what we would need to do to […]
