Joni Edelman

I didn't get a lot of mothering as a child, but when I did, it was from her. She taught me how to sew, how to crochet. She taught me how to stand up for myself, to be tough. She taught me how to make fried chicken and fried okra, which I will never make, because it's fucking gross.

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

I don’t think anyone who has been to the spirited child parenting rodeo would call a mother who screams, “bad,” or who loses her temper, a “failure.” I think we all understand parenting is really really hard from the get go, and parenting a kid who won’t sleep, who screams and kicks and says they hate you, is its own challenge

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

“I don’t even know what to say, Joni. Your baby isn’t alive.”

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

Here’s something that isn’t rocket science either, Stephen Hawking: Diets don’t work.

When it comes to your physique, your mind can actually work against you.

A weekly trip to Walmart would end in tears — first theirs, then mine. Them pining in the toy aisle. Me saying no. Over and over. It wasn’t so much that I wanted to buy my kids whatever they wanted, it was that I couldn’t.