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Bustle

Cosmopolitan

I Love My Kid's Unusual Name
My "Dirty Secret" as a Stay-at-Home Mom 

Country Living

9 Things Not To Say To The Parent Of A Child With Peanut Allergy

The Cut

Glamour

Living with PCOS taught me to redefine my standards of beauty
This is the life of an anxious perfectionist

Good Housekeeping

I Wish We Were Raising Our Daughter Closer to Family
Diabetes Is Keeping Me From Getting Pregnant, But I Refuse to Give Up 
My Need to Count Everything Brings Me Peace
I Was 27, Engaged, and Living With My Parents

Healthline

Postpartum PTSD is real. I should know -- I've lived it.
5 ways to find joy in moving your body, for every body
Type 2 diabetes isn't a joke
'Wellness' is code for diet, and I'm not falling for it anymore
Why denying that your loved one has dementia can be dangerous

Hello Giggles

How I stopped comparing myself to the ideal "yoga body" that doesn't actually exist

Huffington Post

How I am teaching my small daughters to play Patriarchy Chicken
The Only Weight I've Lost from Running is Caring What People Think of Me

Human Parts

Postpartum Anxiety Made Me Afraid of Everything

Lifehacker

Literary Mama

After Page One: Persistence
Why I love rejections.

Mother.ly

Woman's Day

How I Learned to Give Up the Magnifying Mirror and Accept Getting Older

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