Joni Edelman

When I was little, any time I got an insect bite or stubbed my toe, I had to ask my mom, “Am I going to die? If I was going to die from this, I’d already be dead — right?” I also had a 30-minute prayer that I needed to say at each meal or else everyone would be poisoned and die. And corners. I had to check all of them before I went to bed.

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I don’t think of myself as fat. Not inside, anyway.

What to really expect when you're expecting.

The argument against homeschooling is always the same: “Kids need to socialize.”

4. A high school government class.

I’m lucky to be smart, to have an astonishingly good memory. Or maybe I’m lucky to be bipolar.

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Is that incense I smell? A drum circle in the distance perhaps? Chanting? Herbal potions? Perhaps a cauldron? Could it be homebirth?

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