Spilt Milk in the ER
October 7th, 2020 | by Melody Glenn
As doctors, we are trained to believe that we are, or should be, invincible—in contrast to our patients’ bodies, bodies with needs and demands that must be fixed.
October 7th, 2020 | by Melody Glenn
As doctors, we are trained to believe that we are, or should be, invincible—in contrast to our patients’ bodies, bodies with needs and demands that must be fixed.
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.
March 9th, 2017 | by Megan Stolz
I’ve hung a “do not disturb” sign on the door with a cartoon cow. At least I haven’t lost my
December 5th, 2016 | by Alex Behr
(Names have been changed.) My breasts were dumb. I’d tricked them. Now they were swollen, mini Mt. Hoods with rusty
June 29th, 2016 | by Jessica Shortall
You know what? Adulting is hard enough as it is—add parenting to that, and it’s just exhausting. Then, sure, why
February 5th, 2015 | by A.K. Summers
“Nursing While Butch” continues the adventures set forth by A.K. Summers in her fantastic graphic memoir, Pregnant Butch: Nine Long Months Spent in
September 3rd, 2013 | by Meg Lemke
I had never felt anything like religious fervor before having a baby. But I was converted to the myth that