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Teaching Kindness to Kids
Recognizing Bully Behavior in Your Child
AAP’s Advice on Screen Time & Other Media
Raising Emotional Children
Your Child Has Head Lice: What Should You Do?
Tips On How To Become A Working Mom After Parental Leave
Information Parents Will Wish They'd Known About Drugs
What Role Do Parents Play in a Child's Academic Success?
Is Your Child Getting Enough Activity During The School Day?
Back-to-School Tips for Working Moms
8 Tips to Handle Your Child’s Temper Tantrums
Beauty of Motherhood: Advice for New Mothers
Breastfeeding Myths & Facts
Tips for Breastfeeding Success
A Mother’s Perspective on Mental Illness
Beyond Lullabyes: A Good’s Night Sleep for You & Your Baby
How to Prevent Your Child from Being Bullied
The Ever-Present Generation Gap
8 Truths to Consider if You Want Kids & Your Partner Doesn't
Web Curfew: How to Be a More Responsible Millennial Parent
Modern Fathers: Being Dad in 2015
Ask Day: One Simple Question Could Save Your Child’s Life
Managing ADHD Without Medication
ADHD: How Can I Help My Child Concentrate In School?
Helping Children Cope With Loss, Death and Grief
Circumcision: What is Right For Your Family?
Could Your Child Be The Bully?
Picking a Summer Camp that Fits Your Child's Personality
Making the Best of Your Child's Summer Break
Risky Play for Children: Why Climbing Trees is Essential for Development
Buying Second-Hand for Your Child? Make Sure It's Safe
Bringing Home Baby
What Can You Do When Your Baby Won't Stop Crying?
Is Your Child Ready for the Potty?
No Kids, Just Cats: The Stigma of Being 30-Something & Childless
I recently read a blog about how childless women – particularly married childless women in their 30s – often take a lot of shit for not having kids.
I was like, “Whoa... this woman has something to say.”
And, I was right.
I get it all the time. People will ask me, “Do you have kids?” This question typically follows my reveal that I live in L.A. most of the time and my husband lives in Minnesota. My answer is always, “No kids; just cats.”
That’s me, trying to put light on the conversation that undoubtedly will turn to sympathy. Or judgment. Or confusion. Or all three of the above.
Or any number of thoughts.
I recently had a women, no joke, say to me: “That makes me so sad. That you won’t ever have children.”
WTF? When did my uterus become an issue of your concern?