Joni Edelman

My decision to bed-share with my children despite potential SIDS risks has less to do with studies, and more to do with instinct.

My cocktail is wrong. It’s a gin and tonic with only gin. It’s a martini with 10 olives. And I can’t stand the sun. Not today. Not this month.

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.

What to really expect when you're expecting.

Help. Me. Please. And by help me, I mean, bring me my jumbo size jar of

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

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

photo credit: Lindy West (instagram), by

You should know that she is a really awesome human.

Good god, where will I ever find someone who will love me in such a pitiful condition?