Joni Edelman

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

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.

You do not have to hate your body — but you don’t have to love it either. While I'm happy with my fat body, I miss being thin.

Good news: they'll probably grow out of it. Bad news: probably not until they are 23.

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.

Look, I'm not saying McDonald's did this themselves, I'm just saying, a lot of the people that work there probably agree.

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

In today's HELLO, OBVIOUSLY news: National Coffee Day.

It's always so good to know the folks doing the work you're doing.

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