Joni Edelman

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.

My mother didn't teach me how to be a mother. But my babies did.

Do you want people to for-sure panic? Tell them not to panic.

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.

Brangelina are splitting up. A sad day for them, a joyful day for single ladies everywhere.

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

Attention Civilians: Colonel David Iverson does not want to see your boobs.

Psychiatric illness is still stigmatized. And that’s hard when you have a psychiatric illness.

Now that I've embarked upon the decade I once considered "old," there are a few things I'd like my 20 (and 30) year-old self to know.

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