Dos Personas: a look at the grandmothers who raised me
When I was twenty years old, long brown hair, still doe-eyed and untouched by the world, I went to New York for the summer to take care...
Dos Personas: a look at the grandmothers who raised me
What I Learned The Day My Apple Watch Died
Dad Guilt—Why Isn’t it a Thing?
Are you there God? It's me, Julie Cali
Girl’s Night Out When You Aren’t a “Girl” Anymore
What It's Like to Share a Birthday with Your Husband and Your Son
Being A Plus-Size Mom But Thinking You are Chrissy Teigen
Yes, Gisele Bündchen, You Matter Too
My Take on the Overt Art of Not Giving a F*ck
Four Years After My Father’s Death
John Doe v. the Feminists: Do NYC women only want to be "wined and dined" and not have kids?
Motherhood: The Best Days of My Life, Truth or Fiction?
How do I tell my son his pancreas is dying and that type 1 diabetes is coming for him too?
How Did We Make It Twenty Years?
Rewriting Our Love Story: How My Husband and I Elevated Our Marriage with a Writing Competition
You Can Love Your Children and Love Yourself
A Letter to My Son Logan: You Will Never Be Too Old For Me to Hold Your Hand
A Letter to My High School AP English Teacher
My Mommy Manifesto: I Jiggle When I Wiggle, and other Truths
Father’s Day Once Your Father Dies