April 6th, 2021 | by Erica Hoffmeister
I hear the platitudes: you’re going to miss these days. Despite years of correcting assumptions about my never-baby-fever, I begin wondering if the adage is, in fact, accurate. I’ve lit myself on fire with feeling guilty for my inability to revel in the moment. I just want it to end.
March 25th, 2021 | by Liz Tichenor
The breast pump had arrived that afternoon, the Monday after Fritz died, at the same time as a stout flat-rate box of hand-me-down clothes from my cousin, who I later heard felt horrible about the timing, having mailed the package when Fritz was still alive
September 30th, 2020 | by Alexandria Bolden
My milk was starting to come in, and I went to the salon.
August 31st, 2020 | by Lauren Tanabe
After months of attempting every contortion that existed in the space between her mouth and my breast, it became clear that if I wanted her to have my milk (and this, I knew I needed), it would have to be pumped, squeezed, and wrung out of me
March 9th, 2020 | by Zhenya Bourova
It is 8.46am when I see you for the first time, impossibly small and slick with blood as they hand you to me in the operating theatre.
October 29th, 2019 | by Marion Deutsche Cohen
“What is it about babies?” #Poems
October 24th, 2019 | by Marisol Cortez
If the heroine is cautious or follows the rules, she remains a Good Girl, unchanged--end of story. But if she is a Birth Warrior, she does the One Forbidden Thing
September 19th, 2019 | by Jericho Vincent
1 in 7 mothers experiences postpartum depression. And yet, naming it still makes me uneasy. Women used to be given the diagnosis of "Hysteria" if their minds or bodies rebelled.
September 10th, 2019 | by Aja Haynes
Many of us know the story: God makes a forest. God puts man and woman in the forest. God tells
May 27th, 2019 | by Kira Garcia
My son arrived via c-section after an astonishingly easy DIY queer conception and a much more complicated birth. He emerged
