David Minerva Clover

In today’s world, children may be a financial liability, but that shouldn’t make them a luxury item.

The whole concept of salaries for stay-at-home moms reveals both the classism in parenting culture and what we really think about poor people.

[CN: PTSD, pregnancy, birth] Something snapped inside me and I was transported backwards in time.

To knowingly include stories with deeply problematic themes strikes me as just adding fuel to the fire.

I learned binge-watching Mister Rogers that he wasn’t just being comforting, he was rephrasing many of the things I was hearing in therapy.

I mess up and do things very differently than I want to sometimes. When that happens, I have one rule for myself: I stop and apologize to my kid.

I am not middle class. Tiny houses are touted as an affordable solution, but they’re still more house than I can afford.

I stand at the ready to remind these adults what ought to be common sense: mind your own plate. Stop policing how kids eat!

Although the hunt for the perfect outfit at the thrift store was a thrill when I was thin, as a fat person, the hunt was just downright depressing.

Back when we decided to have a baby together, we had a plan. She was never, ever going to have to work full-time. She was going to work part-time, and I was going to work part-time, selling dog food at that cute little store I used to work at. We would have one day off a week in common, and we would be broke, but we would get by. We would be tired, but we would be happy.