Kristi Pahr

Don’t be an asshole is my barometer. It’s my go-to for figuring out how to respond to any given situation, big or small, personal, local, or global.

I’ve been pregnant three times, and I have two beautiful, amazing, awe-inspiri

I feel like if I’d started earlier, had my first kid at 28 instead of 34, maybe I’d be a little less tired right now. Maybe I’d be a more fun mom if my knees didn’t sound like small arms fire every time I tried to run with my son. Maybe I’d be a better mom if I was younger. But I don’t think so. My kids? They’re awesome. And I’m the mom they have, so I must be doing something right, old or not.

I think we can all agree that there is some messed up stuff happening right now.

Once your doctor or midwife has cleared you for sex and you’re feeling ready to get back in the saddle, so to speak, there are a few things you’ll need to mentally prep yourself for.

I have to go shopping tomorrow and I’m dreading it.

2016 sucked. If we can’t agree on anything else, I think we can all agree on at least that much.

When I got pregnant for the third time, I was determined to have an unmedicated VBAC. I had big plans. This VBAC was going to be my birth experience salvation. It was going to be empowering and amazing and heal all my hangups. I was going to be a mama goddess and everything was going to be perfect. I was wrong.

When my oldest son was a baby, my husband and I used to talk about what sports he would play.

Soundgarden was part of something bigger, something that changed everything.