Joni Edelman

When I had my first child, I couldn't have prepared for the way it would make me feel.

Compassion for myself is not a thing I do. It is not a thing I have ever done. It is not a thing I feel comfortable doing. It's time I stop for compassion.

My husband and I recently traveled together without our kids for the first time . . . in a while. And it was a brand-new ball game.

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

Silly me, I thought the darn thing took care of itself. Little did I know I was sorely mistaken and had a vagina complex.

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

We've got Trump, Vladimir, Comey, and all the other players lined up for you. Here are the facts, followed by our IRL translation, to make sure you know that you know all abouts that latest (and possibly tenure-ending) Trump scandal.

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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.

Body politics activist. Photographer. Chronic quoter of Monty Python. Unapologetic fat chick.