Joni Edelman

Here’s something that isn’t rocket science either, Stephen Hawking: Diets don’t work.

...I’m going to help you! By “help” I mean “tell you all the things that didn’t work.”

My decision to bed-share with my children despite potential SIDS risks has less to do with studies, and more to do with instinct.

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

I didn't get a lot of mothering as a child, but when I did, it was from her. She taught me how to sew, how to crochet. She taught me how to stand up for myself, to be tough. She taught me how to make fried chicken and fried okra, which I will never make, because it's fucking gross.

She says she’s worried that the cat, whose name is Jack, doesn’t know what’s going on. She tried to explain to him that she was leaving for a while.

It's #STDAwareness week here at Ravishly. We're kicking it off with this handy chart!

I don’t think of myself as fat. Not inside, anyway.

How do I raise a boy to love and respect all women regardless of size in a world where he is bombarded with images of what is attractive?

Sam: The first time you mentioned that you have five kids I was like WHAT THE ACTUAL. FIVE HUMANS. FIVE HUMANS CAME OUT OF YOU. Like, not at the same time, but they came out and like, that sounds painful and scary WHY DID YOU DO THAT??