What “Five Star Weekend” Says About Girlfriends in Midlife
For me, the most unbelievable part of the new book-to-tv adaptation Five Star Weekend is that a middle-aged woman has four friends.
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Parenting on Prozac
My catastrophizing and constant handwringing were undoubtedly affecting my parenting style. The constant feeling of fraying at the edges compelled me to finally prioritize my mental health, so last year, I tentatively jumped on board with antidepressants and haven't looked back.
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The Proxy Daughter
How a stranger stepped in to help my dying father when I couldn't be there.
On the Benefits of a Highly Digitized Childhood
My kids press play and relive it all: the unmistakable lilt of their little baby voices, unsteady first steps, charmingly off-key renditions of Disney songs, and wary standoffs with anything remotely resembling a vegetable on their plate
Love, grieve and press ‘save’
What Netflix’s 'Voicemails for Isabelle' gets right about digital permanence and memory.
On Raising a White-Passing Child as an Asian Mom
As an Asian parent, you never forget your child’s first… race-related incident.
Second Skin
My fate was written all over my face. That's what I was told by a well-meaning great aunt during my first trip to Korea.
Grieving through Google
When my dad died, he became part of the cloud.
Not the one up high in the sky, but rather an online cumulus that now stores and archives a record of his last 18 months on earth.
Not the one up high in the sky, but rather an online cumulus that now stores and archives a record of his last 18 months on earth.
I actually love raising Sephora tweens
I have just one thing to say to the influx of tweens and teens—including two I personally birthed—who are taking over Sephora: Wait for me!
End Scene
There was such a cinematic treatment to those last few weeks like the classic scene of me prostrating at the airline ticket counter to find another flight while travelers craned their necks to the peals of my pleas that carried throughout the terminal...
This is Why Elder Millennial Moms Are Pumped About the Halftime Show
When the NFL announced the 2022 Super Bowl halftime show lineup, there was a collective AW YEAH from a legion of 30 and 40-something moms in America.
Reading for Fun and Other Antidotes to Grief
My therapist’s recommendation to read for fun was rooted in the aim to give myself some grace by not letting my one pastime be a pain point, unnecessarily.
How the Progressive Updates in Netflix’s “The Baby-Sitter’s Club” is Right For This Cultural Moment
On the aspirational effect of watching these pre-teens today.
Parenting Subtitles to Classic Works of Literature
Once more, with exhausted feeling.
Taxonomy Of People Who Try To Pronounce “Really Hard Names, You Guys”
Names can be really hard, people.
What’s In My Bag: Toddler Edition
My fellow toddlers and I don’t need much to get through our day. Really, just the necessities: a fistful of Goldfish crackers and a clear path for destruction.
What Writers Are Like, Based on Stock Photos of Writers
As you can tell from our tortoise shell glasses, we all suffer from poor vision (shout out to those with astigmatism, too).
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There's More to This Mess
A pristine house doesn't rank at the top of my priorities as a parent. There is messy, incriminating evidence of child-rearing in my house, and I'm largely OK with it. But I can understand the underlying sentiment from other parents who feel strongly about a tidy house.
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The Beautiful, Hidden Language of Father Daughter Relationships
Less talking, more doing. My personal perspective of the relationship between fathers and daughters has always been in this spirit of more show and less tell.
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Why I'm Grateful to be a Girl Mom
I prefer raising girls. I hoped for them pretty hard. But it’s not because I don’t like boys. The reasons I like having daughters has very little to do with the gendered assumptions about them.
An Inheritance of Pain
I became mother-less six weeks before I became a mother. I was informed my mother no longer wanted to be in my life, the culmination of several months of her increasingly distant behavior.
Is It Creepy How Much I Love My OB/GYN?
In praise of a vital relationship all women should have.
Long Distance Relationships With Mom Friends
Some people will say that mom friends can only operate at the most superficial level, reducing it to shared sidewalks and soccer schedules. But I'm going to disagree because I think my mom friends are essential, and not just because we can trade war stories on how tiny humans exited our body.
On the Optics of Parenting
How protest and pandemic will fundamentally change the way our children see us.
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