It’s Friday, and the greatest day of all the days, because at the end of it there is hope—hope for enough sunny weather to have maybe a few meltdown-free visits to the park, or an un-whiny trip to Starbucks or the supermarket, and for maybe a wet kiss or two on the neck or the … Continue reading
Tag Archives: raising kids
Oh, just shut up.
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
On retro wives and lowering the bar.
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
If you don’t want kids you’re, like, totally selfish.
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
You had a baby. NOW HAVE SOME UNSOLICITED ADVICE.
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
Fetus-free since ’83
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