Joni Edelman

My daughter just had 75 of her Instagram yoga images pilfered. What is going on? And what can we do about it?

I don’t think anyone who has been to the spirited child parenting rodeo would call a mother who screams, “bad,” or who loses her temper, a “failure.” I think we all understand parenting is really really hard from the get go, and parenting a kid who won’t sleep, who screams and kicks and says they hate you, is its own challenge

I’m lucky to be smart, to have an astonishingly good memory. Or maybe I’m lucky to be bipolar.

With the help of the midwife—and immense effort on my part—Ella finally slid out into the water. But she was limp, pale. It was scary.

As long as I can remember having paid attention to the media, I can remember a woman's weight—or body in general—being a news story.

My husband and I recently traveled together without our kids for the first time . . . in a while. And it was a brand-new ball game.

I am tired of taking medication. I am tired of relying on the manufactured versions of the chemicals and hormones my body could — should? — make for itself.

"Food isn't the enemy –– calling it the enemy is the enemy."

Being vulnerable, being seen (even lumpy and naked), admitting weakness, asking for help — these acts inspire and edify.

Don’t most kids feel afraid to come home?