Joni Edelman

I'll let you in on a little secret - being thin didn't make me happy, but being "Fat" does! Be fat and happy. Be unapologetically fat.

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.

Now that I've embarked upon the decade I once considered "old," there are a few things I'd like my 20 (and 30) year-old self to know.

As the mother of three teens, I'm here to tell you: You have nothing to freak out about.

91% of women report dissatisfaction with their body. Ninety-one. I know you know math—that’s 9/10 of women.

Good god, where will I ever find someone who will love me in such a pitiful condition?

Help. Me. Please. And by help me, I mean, bring me my jumbo size jar of

I just listened to my four and six year-old children (one boy, one girl) have a lengthy bathtime conversation about babies, growing up, m

Misogyny is pervasive. And my three boys are living it all.

You can work your butt off and still be left with a tummy. Bummer.