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Milk and Cake
By Sarah Bousquet Last week it occurred to me, I’ve stopped counting my daughter’s age in months. It wasn’t a conscious decision. It just tapered off, which I suppose is typical after age two. This...
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AwakeÂ
Something about that quiet companionship in the dark was a comfort to us as children, and again as mothers, too. When you stop sleeping, really stop sleeping except for forty-five minutes or an hour...
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Why I Don’t Regret Taking All Those Baby Photos
By Christine Organ I have a list of parenting regrets about a mile long. Wasting money on an expensive rocking chair and signing my three-year-old up for soccer, for instance. But one thing I don’t...
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I worry that my son might not understand what I’ve tried to be. And if I were to be killed, Willard, I would want someone to go to my home and tell my son everything—everything I did, everything...
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Letters From My Father
By Amy Monticello We like to have a destination when we walk. A place to arrive. Life with a baby is easier with small goals, the day divided into manageable hours. An hour of tummy time. An hour of...
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Explorers
By Alicia Rebecca Myers I could tell you how a stranded Robert Bartlett walked 700 across an iced-over Chukchi Sea, how Robert Burke traversed the latitude of Australia but died from exhaustion after...
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Flash Fiction: Motherhood is Natural
By Erika Murdey Jill sits on a park bench at the fountain to rest her feet—she finds it harder to move in her fifth month of pregnancy. She had needed to get out of the house, to enjoy the sunshine...
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The Best Parenting Advice I’ve Heard
By Julie Vick When my first son was a few months old, I was bouncing him on an exercise ball at 3:00 a.m. to try and get him back to sleep. It was the third time I had been up with him that night, and...
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Hatched
By Dierdre Wolownick “Number One’s rolling!” My son’s finger shakes in anticipation. I follow his stare and see one perfect white egg roll onto its other side. All around us, people gasp. Kids of...
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Midstream
By Lynn Shattuck They move north and west. The low weight of eggs in their belly propels them. Their bodies move through the saltwater, past the glittering lures of fishermen. They turn and twist until...
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