Once, in town to help me take care of our 6-month-old while her son was traveling, my mother-in-law and I watched a movie about a woman whose dad is dying. Nodding toward the baby asleep on my chest, ...

It’s an endless cycle of purging and adding, of organizing and reorganizing. Of realizing the system you had when they were ...

I had a crazy idea, I told her. Something that would save us time and increase our intimacy — it would be like the ...

Prioritizing our sexual connection has been one of the most valuable moves my partner and I have made, as both partners and parents. But when we brought our newborn baby home, sex was the last ...

Growing up, I used to beg my parents to have another baby. “Please,” I would plead with them, “I need a brother or sister!” I really wanted a sister when I was younger, but as I got older ...

I peered out in the dark, the barely begun Eaton fire still miles away from our house: “If our house burned down, what would you miss the most?” “Kira. All of Altadena would have to burn ...

When author Edan Lepucki’s son was in the fifth grade, his Los Angeles school went on lockdown. Through his Gizmo watch, he left a voicemail for his mom that pains Lepucki to remember even now.

Ten months after her husband, Hal, died, Rebecca Woolf posted on Instagram that she was in a new relationship. She hadn’t meant to “‘meet someone’ meet someone,” as she put it.

My 7-year-old is a CrossFit devotee from afar. He freezes every time we pass the one on our block to stare at the biggest muscles engaged in the most extreme act of strength training. At home, he ...

I turn away from my husband and his snoring, using my back to try to block out the light from my phone. It is my favorite time of day: 10 p.m., in bed, secretly scrolling my favorite app, NYTimes ...