Joni Edelman

More and more programs are offering services to help companies support and retain women during their maternity transition.

So you fed your baby some formula instead of breast milk. His future is not shot. Really. It's not—and The Guilt serves no one.

As a celebration of the Ravishly community, we welcome you to #RavsReaders, a weekly feature where we'll spotlight one of our beloved readers.

My daughter just had 75 of her Instagram yoga images pilfered. What is going on? And what can we do about it?

"She has created an important space on the internet and in the real world, a space that women and girls are free to take up however they please."

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.

When I had my first child, I couldn't have prepared for the way it would make me feel.

You can work your butt off and still be left with a tummy. Bummer.

With the help of the midwife—and immense effort on my part—Ella finally slid out into the water. But she was limp, pale. It was scary.

In honor of World Bipolar Day, I present a sample stream of consciousness based on my experiences living with this disorder.