Motherhood is where love, guilt, exhaustion, memory, and ordinary life keep bumping into each other. These stories are about the parts of being a mother that do not fit neatly into celebration, sacrifice, or advice.
This is a category for personal essays on motherhood without performance, perfection, or the pressure to turn every difficult moment into a lesson.
Half of my world knows this… I might let the other half and beyond know it too…. I have been hiding a growing secret within me since Jan…! Well, those of you who have figured it out… good for you… those who haven’t… read the pointers! My wardrobe is becoming fast obsolete… I can’t wear […]
There are new mothers: who struggle with sleepless nights, wet beds, dirty diapers…. There are seasoned mothers: who know the child is lying abt not having finished the homework before heading out to play… And then there are veteran mothers: who just hear a word said over the phone, a thousand kilometers away and know
