Feminist Parenting: Ode to My Wrinkles
Adapted from “Ode to my socks” by Pablo Neruda I see you there. You lines in the corners of my eyes. You grew overnight from fine lines to deep crevices. You used to hide until I smiled. Now you…
Rachel Berg Scherer
Feminist Parenting: Post-Election Letter to My Daughter
My dear daughter: Every morning when you wake up, we cuddle in your bed, and we talk together. You repeat after me, in that delicious 2-year-old accent, “I am kind. I am twong. I am smawt. I am pwe…
Feminist Parenting: Pedicures With My Son
Like most children his age, my four-year-old son has a million interests, and moves in 10 million different directions. He loves baseball, especially the Baltimore Orioles (and any team that isn’t …
Feminist Debate Bingo
As Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump take the stage in Las Vegas tonight for their third and final (thank goodness) debate, we're betting you just can't wait for this long national nightmare to be over…
Introducing Our Newest Column: Feminist Parenting
While I try every day to make sure I don’t suck at being a parent, it’s a lot harder to remind myself that I don’t suck at being a feminist. Especially because the paths I have taken as both a parent …
I’m starting to forget some of my babies
I’m starting to forget some of my babies. I promised myself I never would, but as the years go by, their memories fade away. But I will always remember each time I had to say goodbye. I remember a …
