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What image does the word ‘wifeR...

What image does the word ‘wife’ conjur for you?

As you undoubtedly know, last week one of TV’s most iconic moms, Barbara Billingsley of Leave it to Beaver, died at the age of 94. Her death got me thinking: when someone says the word “wife”, the first image that pops into my head is that of black & white, 1950s television icons like June Cleaver. While I grew up with wifely icons on TV like Claire Huxtable and...

My womb ain’t nobody’s business but my o...

My womb ain’t nobody’s business but my own

I was in the waiting room of my doctor’s office last week when I was addressed by a very pregnant woman, accompanied by a super-energetic toddler. The mom was drenched with sweat (it was 6 zillion degrees and really humid outside) and having a hard time controlling her on-the-edge-of-a-tantrum kiddo. She looked at me apologetically and then asked if I had kids. I think she needed...

What’s tradition worth to you?

What’s tradition worth to you?

I recently sat down to chat with my friend, Pamela Ferdinand, who is co-author of the book, Three Wishes: Our True Story of Good Friends, Crushing Heartbreak, and Astonishing Luck on Our Way to Love and Motherhood. Pam and I first met in New York at our mutual publisher’s offices last year and we hit it off right away. I was really fascinated to hear her thoughts on marriage as the...

Hey dude, put a ring on it

Hey dude, put a ring on it

Ok, I love this: I had an interview last week with a reporter from the Norwegian national newspaper, Dagens Naeringsliv. It was a really cool experience. I would love to read the article when it’s printed, but as it’s in Norwegian, I might have a hard time. Anyhow… I noticed that the male journalist and the photographer had wedding bands (they both mentioned being married at...

Say My Name!

Say My Name!

Just as my gut told me to get married, it also told me to keep my name.  When a good friend of mine was getting married, I asked her if she was going to change her name.  She said, “I like my name.  Why would I change it?”  Fair point.  But tradition, with its unending stockpiles of guilt, weighs heavily in my mind ALL the time.  So, while I didn’t take my...

A rose by any other surname did not smel...

A rose by any other surname did not smell as sweet

One of the biggest battles I had when I got married was whether I’d retain my last name or take my husband’s. And like many of the battles I fought when we got engaged, this one was almost entirely in my head. While Jim said it would be nice if we had the same last name, he didn’t pressure me. But I still resented that it fell only on my shoulders to choose if I would retain my...