Thirteen Movies I Can’t Wait to Share with Our Kids
One of the very best things about having children is sharing with them what brings you joy. It allows you to relive that same experience for the first time, perhaps…
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A.B. Chesler
How Can Love Find a Way?
A few years ago I wrote a piece called “Where Does Hatred Come From?” In it I discuss my mother’s murder and what (I think) compelled my brother to do…
The Sandwich with AmandaMuse
If you want to hear my frank conversation about domestic violence and healing with AmandaMuse, listen now.
It Takes a Village (ExMoShow piece #3)
I had the pleasure of being a part of the Expressing Motherhood cast for a third time this past month. Originally, I wasn’t going to share my piece online because…
The Poop Trail
It was undeniable that my mom had a favorite story from my childhood. She called it, ‘THE POOP TRAIL.’ Of course, she had a few other anecdotes dear to her heart, but as I lost Mom when I was twenty-two, the only tale that left a lasting impression on me was the shocker. Now, as a thirty-something year old mother, I’d love to learn about her pregnancies, birth stories, the challenges of being a single mother, and so much more. But I couldn’t have known I would miss out on the chance. So, Mom’s legacy remains to be: THE POOP TRAIL.
Mom’s the Word
“You’re way too into being a mom,” my childless girlfriend said. “No, I’m not! I really don’t like it sometimes,” I rebuked. But as soon as the comment fell out…