Sweatpants & Parenting | Motherhood Shows You Who Your Friends Are
New mom Dolores Smyth reflects on how her friendships changed once she had her baby and how she found her "Mom Crew." [...]
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Sweatpants & Parenting | How NOT to Lie to Your Children About the Tooth Fairy
The trick to being a good parent is less about being perfect and more about being creative. Being the mom to two 10-year-olds and a 17-year-old means that there have been [...]
Sweatpants & Parenting | Letter to the Other Mom
By Hilliary Holyoak You know me—I’m that mom. The one you look at, wondering why she’s not doing A, B or C about her child’s behavior—silent judgment on your face. [...]
Sweatpants & Parenting | Leah Leaves
By Debbie Tanthorey Allen The 29th day of September, in the Year of Our Lord 2013—a milestone. It jars me awake this particular morning, my first thought, “Today she [...]
Sweatpants & Parenting | Better than Yesterday
By Katia Grodecki I woke up at 7 a.m. on Sunday with a faint feeling of heaviness. Inhaling deeply, I turned to look at our two boys asleep in the middle of the bed, a halo [...]
Sweatpants & Parenting | I’m Tired as Hell, Too, Mamas. Tread On.
By Kirsten Clodfelter Sometimes it doesn’t matter how shitty your month has been. Or how long your pitiful toddler has been waylaid at home with the flu. (I mean, who’s [...]
Sweatpants & Parenting | The Queerest Mom at Soccer Practice
By Jerusha Gray A while back my son decided that he wanted to play soccer with a local parks and rec group. We packed his backpack with matching knee socks and the most [...]
What I’ve Learned from Dating as a Single Parent
By Jerusha Gray In 2011, I found myself single for the first time since the summer after high school. My main squeeze (three-year-old D) and I were living in a small studio [...]
Forget Helicopter Moms – I Was a Limpet
“Was I a difficult baby?” my teenage son asks. “What? No. You were so sweet.” I remember the post-partum euphoria. I was so in love—not in the creepy, co-dependent, [...]
A Different Kind of Cool: Accepting the Minivan
by Alice Seuffert The calendar read 2008. I was the ripe old age of 29, hair foiled blonde, clothes stylish and free of children’s boogers or breast milk. My husband and I [...]
