Earlier this week, Jessica asked the question that passes through the mind of many a woman: How do you know — really know — if you want to have kids? It’s a good question and an important one. Kids are a big decision. They’re not like those cute, fuzzy chicks people buy as gifts on Easter only to realize that they grow up to be chickens, so they just return them or get rid of them somehow. No. Kids are a bit more complicated than that.
But is there actually any way to know for sure? You would think as the mother of a 7-year-old, who has been-there, done-that, and has pondered the same questions Jessica brought up, I would have at least some answers. But unfortunately, I don’t.
Because, if there’s one, solid rule that I’ve figured out in my short time parenting, it’s that there’s no one right answer that will fit everyone across the board. What works for one woman/couple/family may not work for another. And that’s okay. Keep reading »
I have a couple of girl friends whom I really envy. They know exactly what they want — or rather, what they don’t want. They don’t want to have children. Two of my girl friends are childless by choice, which means that while they enjoy being involved in the lives other people’s children, they have no interest at all in becoming parents of their own. There isn’t a doubt in either of their minds that kids are not a possibility.
My own feelings on the subject are much more hazy. Keep reading »
January Jones and other new mothers have been known to eat their placentas or swallow them in pill form, to the disgust of some. For those who don’t want to go so far as to ingest this fetal organ but still want to memorialize it, artist Amanda Cotton presents another option: a placenta picture frame. The 25-year-old, who says she’s received “positive feedback” on her frames, puts dried and crushed pieces of new mothers’ placentas in resin molds to create truly one-of-a-kind mementos. Keep reading »
This picture here? This is lingerie for kids. The mesh lace over the belly and the butt? The lace on the sides? If I wasn’t convinced already due to my own familiarity with lingerie as a grownup lady, I would turn right to the Porscha Starr press release and its vehement protestations that their lingerie for kids as young as eight is “age-appropriate” and not lingerie:
Intimate apparel has never been created for all women of all ages, until now. … Porscha Starr Lingerie will launch the first adolescent apparel collection in the United States. In the past retailers have failed to present a comfortable selection that is not only socially acceptable by parents but age appropriate for its target market. … Porscha Starr is well known for its sexy, edgy, alluring, futuristic, fashion forward designs. However this line is NOT to be confused with lingerie. The Starrlett collection is a charming, appealing and most important an age appropriate line fashioned specifically for young girls. Keep reading »
I’ve always liked The Washington Post‘s advice columnist Amy Dickinson, AKA “Dear Amy,” but after reading her recent response to a homophobic parent, I LOVE her. Here’s the letter:
DEAR AMY: I recently discovered that my son, who is 17, is a homosexual. We are part of a church group and I fear that if people in that group find out they will make fun of me for having a gay child. He won’t listen to reason, and he will not stop being gay. I feel as if he is doing this just to get back at me for forgetting his birthday for the past three years — I have a busy work schedule. Please help him make the right choice in life by not being gay. He won’t listen to me, so maybe he will listen to you. — Feeling Betrayed
Ugh, right? But don’t worry, Amy’s response is on point: Keep reading »
When I arrived at the basement of the Calvin Theater in Northampton, Massachusetts, I found folk musician Ani DiFranco in the midst of trying to get her six-month-old son Dante down for a nap. Minutes later I spotted the young baby — still very much awake — strapped into a carrier about to head out on a walk. This meshing of work and life happens daily for DiFranco, who is back on the road after having taken some time off to have her second child. Like his sister before him, Dante has joined DiFranco on tour, and the singer has been relearning how to split her time between motherhood and music.
While her son (hopefully) walked his way into a nap, DiFranco and I discussed everything from hitting the road as a mother of two, the notion of “having it all,” her ever-growing relationship with her fans and so much more. Keep reading »
We can thank the good people of the Manitoba Government’s Early Learning and Child Care program for enforcing the most bizarre lunch regulation you’ve ever heard of. In order to ensure that kids’ lunches are “balanced”, each one is checked against Canada’s Food Guide and “supplemented” by the school if any of the customary requirements are missing. If a child’s lunch box has to be “supplemented” on any given day, the parent gets fined. Strange. Yes. Canadians!
But it makes sense for parents who forgo the basics like fruits,veggies and proteins in favor of Doritos and Oreos. But that’s not so much how it works. Keep reading »
In the back of my mind, I’ve always felt that if I wasn’t in my current profession, I would absolutely love to be a sex health educator.
I remember being that kid — the one whose parents gave her all sorts of illustrated books geared at children illustrating your body and all the “special changes” it went through. I dutifully pointed out these pictures to any friend that came over for a playdate, much to their surprise, disgust or delight.
When I was in high school, I was the regional community service leader of a Jewish youth group. In between organizing canned food drives and playground clean-ups, I instituted a workshop on safe sex, complete with an accompanying VHS of a “90210″ episode on condoms. Hey! It was the mid-’90s and we were all for everything and anything Beverly Hills. #DylanAndKelly4Ever.
When I was teaching high school, I would have students come up to me after receiving a sex ed lecture asking if I could help them make an appointment with a local clinic just to get checked out. Hearing that one in four sexually active women have HPV really seemed to sink in (this was before the vaccine was regularly available). Keep reading »
Every November, Refe Tuma and his wife wait until their daughters are fast asleep, and then create intricate scenes with their toy dinosaurs, making it look like the toys have come to life overnight and wrought havoc around the family home. The brilliant parents call their tradition “Dinovember.”
It started with the mischievous dinos getting into a box of cereal and making a mess on the kitchen table, and quickly escalated to more sophisticated setups from there. One particularly adorable moment from Dinovember involved the dinosaurs cracking open a carton of eggs and seemingly dining on them during the night. When the girls discovered their toys’ slimy path of destruction the next morning, they whispered, “Mom and Dad are not going to like this.” Keep reading »
Do not ask me why VoucherCodesPro.co.uk is in the business of creating imagined composite images of adult Kardashian offspring based on their parentage. I do not have the answer for you. What I do know is that they have done this, and that the results are what I would call “troubling.” North West, Penelope Disick, Mason Disick — all adorable children with perfectly good-looking, if completely ridiculous, parents. What follows is what I can assure you NONE of these children will actually grow to look like. At least, not exactly. Warning: very scary. Keep reading »