Families

I don't love this. I don't love any part of it. I don't love the fact that a life is in my hands every moment of every day.

No one ever told me I was great, even just good, just as I was. That’s step one.

I saw my present mother-in-law in a whole new light the first time she held my newborn son.

Typical advice: Go out there and find yourself...on the precipice of death overlooking a valley of broken dreams, student loans, and tears.

Like too many others out there, we have a father who gave us some of his genes and not a whole lot more. Specifically, my father is an alcoholic — has been for the entirety of his adult life.

Nothing can really prepare you for being a parent. And there is no damn way anything can prepare you for being a step-parent.

"Never have sex with a virgin." Which incidentally I did, not once, but twice.

For starters, fathers want culture and media to take us seriously as parents. After all, it is 2015. We should be way past the bumbling Mr. Mom stereotype. Fathers are just as capable of diapering, feeding and raising children as women, and are doing this work more than ever before.