how to order prednisone taper This past weekend, we took Zeca and a close friend to the YWCA to go swimming. She wore her white swim shirt with the little silver shark on the sleeve and her blue and green shark swim trunks and looked absolutely adorable. We showed our cards and headed towards the […]
I rarely ever cross-post a piece from my personal blog, but today I am making an exception. On the one hand, I am having many proud parenting moments when my daughter questions people’s anatomy. On the other hand, I am at a complete loss to help her respond to gender norming […]
Guest author j wallace writes at Visibly Transparent about life, queer parenting, gender, and life in Canada. His analysis of gender, gender messaging and parenting are what I aspire to be and how I wish I could write/think (hello? remember when I talked about blog-crushes?). Moreover, I think the conversation […]
When I was first invited to write for this project, my first question was about the site’s name. I knew I wanted to be a part of this site and to work with this amazing group of people, but the name – Lesbian Family – didn’t quite fit for me. […]
Today my post is guest written by my wife, J, who also writes with me at our blog, twohotmamas. ~N A while ago, we had a slight problem. Child was obsessed with her Cars pull-up training diapers, and started wearing them to the exclusion of underwear. She’s potty-trained; she doesn’t […]
[Cross-posted from West Philly Mama. Happy Father’s Day to all that celebrate.] The best thing I’ve ever done for my children was to choose jb as my co-parent. No one ever doubted she’d be a phenomenal parent (kids have always been drawn to her and she has an inhuman reservoir of patience), […]
I recently wrote about how I’ve succumbed to the bow/flower/dress cuteness when dressing my 10 month old daughter, Zoe. It’s true, I do on occasion festoon her in ridiculous get-ups that are traditionally girly. More often though, she is dressed in her big-brother’s hand-me-downs. This is partly because why forgo […]
Somewhere around 5:30 yesterday evening, as I ordered our on-the-go dinner, I lost it. Somewhere around the umpteenth time when, upon ordering a kids’ meal, I got asked, “for a boy or a girl?” Somewhere around 5:31 as I gritted out, “for a boy,” because I hate having to choose, […]
I can’t remember the last time someone asked me who the man was in our relationship. These days, it’s understood that a question like that is impolite at the very least. That’s not to say that people don’t wonder in the privacy of their own brains. “Hmm, Gabriella works outside […]
It was the ’80s and I was a teenager. I had long, permed hair and bangs so high they would hit the roof of my car when I hit a big bump. Perhaps, that is an exaggeration but that is to be expected – bangs were so hyperbolic in the […]
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