Joni Edelman

My mother didn't teach me how to be a mother. But my babies did.

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

This is an article about a real product that exists, that was designed to deliver an electric shock, to YOUR BODY, to stop you from eati

In honor of World Bipolar Day, I present a sample stream of consciousness based on my experiences living with this disorder.

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

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

Silly me, I thought the darn thing took care of itself. Little did I know I was sorely mistaken and had a vagina complex.

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.

Do you want people to for-sure panic? Tell them not to panic.