Photo by: Ward Kadel (Concord, CA) The Problem with Married Couples Who Have No Kids: “A recent study shows that married couples without children are happier than those with, but selfishness will do that to you.” I feel like the “Oh, for fuck’s sake, who gave you a blog?” kind of says itself in this … Continue reading
An article from New York Magazine—titled The Retro Wife—popped up in my newsfeed today; it was about “feminists who are having it all—by choosing to stay home.” Its author, Lisa Miller, asks “what if a woman isn’t earning Facebook money but the salary of a social worker? Or what if her husband works 80 hours … Continue reading
I really hate hearing and reading that people—especially women-people—who don’t want kids are selfish. The way I see it, you get maybe 80 years of life, give or take? You should spend that time doing whatever awesome shit makes you happy, whether that’s seeing everything in the whole world or being unstoppable at your career … Continue reading
Disclaimer: This one’s for the working moms, because I’m a working mom. It doesn’t mean I don’t respect and appreciate that being a stay-at-home mom is a lot of work; in no way am I implying that working is “better” or any dumb thing like that. Do what you want to do, or what you … Continue reading
So your fetus just leveled-up and is now a human person—congratulations! You are now the owner of a shiny new baby, which is just like a ham with limbs that cries. I know you’ve probably scoured the Internet for advice for what to do with your bundle of joy and confusion, but ignore all of … Continue reading
When Spouse and I moved into our first pet-friendly apartment, I knew it was time to settle down and adopt ourselves a family. Every evening, right after dinner, I’d check the local SPCA website and the sites for every kitten rescue within an hour of home. I would know Our Cat when I saw him, … Continue reading
I wasn’t going to have kids – my motto was “Proudly fetus-free since 1983.” I fancied myself as the type of person who would have grand adventures, and foreign boyfriends, and press credentials. I wasn’t going to get married, or I would marry eight times. I knew, and still know, that my interests are extremely … Continue reading
