Queer Mom Chronicles: Halloween Is Just Another Reminder My Kid Is Growing Up
As a parent, Halloween is always such a mess of a holiday.
As a parent, Halloween is always such a mess of a holiday.
We live in a time when the “traditional” nuclear family isn’t necessarily the default family structure anymore. But beyond that, not all queer families are made the same way either.
My relationship with my nibling made me understand how important it is to continue living my queer life out loud.
To me, the concept of anyone being “first” in a family feels weird. We all have a hierarchy of needs, right?
9. There will never not be laundry.
Establishing a good relationship with your child’s school when you’re a queer parent is incredibly important.
One of my biggest issues with mom-fluencer culture in general is that there is a lack of ability to create meaningful conversations around the issues that plague motherhood.
I don’t want lesbian polar bears; I want two moms who look like the moms I see on the playground.
Insights from a non-carrying toddler mom, because I don’t think they make a two-moms edition of “What to Expect When You’re Expecting”.
“Mom, why do people have s-e-x?” my son asks, stopping me dead in my tracks.
As my community transforms, I’ve developed a curiosity on how to transmute isolation into connection.
As much as I love it, summer vacation is not quite as relaxing when you’re a working mom.
I’ve been willing to put this aside and accept the love she’s willing to give me. But it’s all come to a head now that my health insurance finally approved my top surgery.
I know I write about our experience as a two mom family, but here’s the thing: My son has a dad. And he has been sleeping on my couch on and off for the last four months.
I was able to teach my son the un-whitewashed version of the Stonewall riots, giving power to the black and brown folks that put their bodies on the line so that his mom could be free to love freely.
If you’re a parent, you know how hard it is to get a kid to go to sleep when they don’t want to. I truly wish I could tell you it gets easier, but I don’t like to lie.
There’s a certain amount of risk calculation you have to do when you’re the only queer mom in a group of parents.
There are plenty of ways to be visible as queer parents without subjecting ourselves to the hate and vitriol of social media.
When you’re a queer parent writing for a largely hetero audience, it feels like you’re pleading your case to exist.
Plus self-harm scars and dating, crushing hard on your married coworker, learning to celebrate yourself and more!