Romper

5 days ago | romper.com | Sarah Wheeler

A few months ago, I took my annual pilgrimage to The Runway Sample Sale Boutique in the Atwater Village neighborhood of Los Angeles. I don’t live in Los Angeles, and I am not in a line of work that requires me to be fashionable. In fact, I spend most of my days at a desk in my bedroom closet. I’m not dating – the man I’ve been with for twenty years thinks my rattiest sports bra is sexy. And my two children do everything in their power to destroy nice things.

4 weeks ago | romper.com | Cassie Shortsleeve

In February 2021, Grace Bagwell Adams, Ph.D., gave birth to her second child. It was the peak of the pre-vaccine COVID surge, and like so many who delivered babies during that intense chapter of the pandemic, Adams had carried fear and anxiety with her through her pregnancy. One week postpartum, she still didn’t feel right, so she returned to her OB/GYN.

1 month ago | romper.com | Ruthie Ackerman

I’ve always been proud my hands look just like my mother’s, even though we’ve had a strained relationship for most of my life. That’s because my mother’s hands look like her mother’s hands, and I never had a chance to meet my grandmother Ruth, although I was named after her. Somehow knowing my hands connected me to my matrilineal line gave me a feeling of belonging. When my husband and I decided to use donor eggs to have a baby, resemblance was one of my first questions.

1 month ago | romper.com | Katie McPherson

Martha, who is 31, married her high school sweetheart last summer and is expecting her first baby. Martha’s doing what many moms do in their first trimester: announcing to friends and family, feeling queasy, and shopping for cute baby outfits to make it better. That, and she has spent the last few weeks researching which car seat, stroller, crib, and other big ticket items she wants and ordering them ASAP before tariffs send their prices skyrocketing.

1 month ago | romper.com | Margo Steines

Through the muffle of both an interior door and an exterior one, I hear a chair scraping against pavers. Instantly, adrenaline courses through my body. I can hear the whoosh of my blood pumping in my ears, can feel a flat and unyielding pressure against my sternum and throat.