Joni Edelman

And what’s better than eggs? Eggs direct from the cloaca of your own chicken.

I was told that feminism is man hate. That abortion is murder. And then I thought, "What am I doing here?"

As a stay-at-home mom, I've made plenty of sacrifices. Where are my accolades?

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

The Interent is ugly sometimes. And raising kids using it doesn't always make it easier.

It doesn’t get any more difficult to insult ourselves, regardless of how old we are. It would be ideal if it got easier to respect ourselves, but it generally doesn’t do that either. Every year you age, and every year the aging you looks at the you of the years before and thinks, I can’t believe I thought I was fat/ugly/etc.

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

As long as I can remember having paid attention to the media, I can remember a woman's weight—or body in general—being a news story.

It seems that "at 18 months, almost 60% of toddlers were sleeping for 13 to 14 hours per night." HAHA you're so funny Reuters!

As the mother of three teens, I'm here to tell you: You have nothing to freak out about.