I let go of the burning ambition I once held because I didn't feel as though I could hold it and three babies at the same time. My husband did not do this, my children did not do this, I did this.

I used to be just like you. I used to look at the women with screaming, misbehaved babies and think, why can't this woman control her kid?

Becoming a parent is like joining a cult: On the inside, everything seems perfect and right, but step outside and everyone thinks you're a deluded weirdo whose personality has been erased and replaced by that of a child-obsessed robot.

I know deep down that she's the little person she's meant to be and that she's on her own journey and that she is in fact human -- not a snorty piglet. But I can't get one irksome question out of my mind.

Every day, I suit up for battle. It's not just the usual twice-a-day stuff like "I don't wanna go" or "I don't wanna eat that for breakfast." I'm talking about something every hour. Screaming, pushing, punching, biting, spitting, back-talking, karate kicks and testicle head butts. All in a day's work.

Everyone snaps at some point.

For all of us, life is full of complicated, sticky messes. We don't need to demean one person's calling to glorify our own. And pedestals only make it harder to fall, children or no, uterus or lack thereof.

The childhood rhyme is wrong, of course -- words CAN always hurt you. They have power, and pack a punch, which is why we spend so much time parsing an...

The Mommy Wars are about jealousy, right? And differing views of what is best for children? And a nostalgia for times past? And disagreement over what...

As a stay-at-home mom of two small children, when I say that I need a break, I'm not talking about wanting a vacation or a treat as a reward for doing my job. Needing a break doesn't mean that I'm seeking a respite from my responsibilities or that I want to put my feet up.

I have been so blessed to be able to stay home with my kids over the past year and a half. A few months ago, our circumstances changed and we decided I should start to look for something part-time. I have to admit I felt a sense of panic.

We only get one chance at this life and one of my biggest fears is getting to the end with regrets. The only way to minimize regrets is to take stock of where we currently stand in life and be willing to change, or at least slightly adjust, direction.