Joni Edelman

Our relationship has been a little complicated. I've loved you a lot, and I've loathed you at least that much, but mostly you've just gone unnoticed. Except for those 5 to 7 days every four weeks when you made your presence quite evident, what with the river of life blood and the random excruciating, and from what I can tell, unnecessary, contractions.

I’m lucky to be smart, to have an astonishingly good memory. Or maybe I’m lucky to be bipolar.

Having kids doesn't have to mean the death of your sex life.

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

You should know that she is a really awesome human.

Sam: The first time you mentioned that you have five kids I was like WHAT THE ACTUAL. FIVE HUMANS. FIVE HUMANS CAME OUT OF YOU. Like, not at the same time, but they came out and like, that sounds painful and scary WHY DID YOU DO THAT??

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.

91% of women report dissatisfaction with their body. Ninety-one. I know you know math—that’s 9/10 of women.

Misogyny is pervasive. And my three boys are living it all.

The FDA has approved a new drug for banishing double chins . . . it's ACID.