Joni Edelman

It's always so good to know the folks doing the work you're doing.

The Interent is ugly sometimes. And raising kids using it doesn't always make it easier.

You do not have to hate your body — but you don’t have to love it either. While I'm happy with my fat body, I miss being thin.

All boobs are good boobs. And all areola too!

Suffering is America’s favorite thing to do. We starve ourselves to lose weight, and we’re a success story. We don’t sleep, and we’re just getting SO MUCH DONE. We do a thousand things a day and involve our kids in a thousand activities, because somehow, in some perverted way, that makes us successful.

By baby three, well let’s just say things are a little anticlimactic, at least where furnishings are concerned. Hand me down crib. Check.

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

When I heard about accusations that Lena sexually abused her sister, I was astonished. And my visceral emotional reaction prompted powerful questions.

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

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.