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.

Can we just take a pause to consider all of the total fucking bullshit to which we subject ourselves?

Being vulnerable, being seen (even lumpy and naked), admitting weakness, asking for help — these acts inspire and edify.

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

By baby three, well let’s just say things are a little anticlimactic, at least where furnishings are concerned. Hand me down crib. Check.

When I heard about accusations that Lena sexually abused her sister, I was astonished. And my visceral emotional reaction prompted powerful questions.

How do I raise a boy to love and respect all women regardless of size in a world where he is bombarded with images of what is attractive?

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.

Oh hey remember that time in 1804 when Aaron Burr and Alexander Hamilton had an actual duel, with actual guns and Burr shot Hamilton and Hamilton did not shoot Burr. And then the next day Hamilton died.

I'll let you in on a little secret - being thin didn't make me happy, but being "Fat" does! Be fat and happy. Be unapologetically fat.