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Mon, 16 Feb 2009 00:29:23 MST

Sheri + Amy :: After much thought, we have decided to end the publication of

Mother Words Online

Sun, 15 Feb 2009 13:32:03 MST

Sheri :: Our friend Kate Hopper is offering a very cool online class for mother writers.

Multicultural Mothering

Sat, 14 Feb 2009 12:02:59 MST

Amy ::

*Feature* Somewhere Between Black and White

Sat, 31 Jan 2009 21:17:19 MST

Sarah A. Ongiri :: This Brown idea seemed to work okay until my daughter was born almost three years ago. Unlike my son, she is not Brown. She is a blue-eyed, fair skin little girl.

*Feature* Raising a Strong-Voiced Girl

Sun, 18 Jan 2009 12:01:12 MST

Lynne Marie Wanamaker :: I don't want her to ever feel accustomed to being cowed; I don't want her to be okay with being made to feel small. I want her to fight back.

*Feature* Bitter Medicine

Sun, 18 Jan 2009 11:53:20 MST

Bonnie Hennessy :: While I was listening to my twenty-one month old daughter, Molly, sing "Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star," my husband, Jimmy, was in the next room telling his mother that the doctor had just found a massive tumor in his chest.

*Column* Breeder Cow: Wrapping It Up

Sun, 15 Feb 2009 13:16:45 MST

Renee Cashmere :: I started writing this column before Ruby's first year, Izzy's third year, and with an inkling already in the pit of my stomach that my marriage was not what I'd hoped.

*Column* Outnumbered: Creative Anxiety

Sun, 15 Feb 2009 13:01:01 MST

Melissa Wilkins :: I don't want to squelch their imaginations. But the four of them do move through the house like a compact tornado, changing direction faster than I can track. I'm living in a pit of creative playthings, and there's nowhere to set down my teacup.

*Column* The New Girl: The Older Girl

Sat, 14 Feb 2009 14:13:09 MST

Kate Washington :: She is, she says, a big girl. I agree, sort of, especially if I look back at pictures of those first days, or even of a year ago.

*Poem* Ultrasound--the Sole of His Foot

Sat, 03 Jan 2009 20:39:31 MST

Kathi Morrison-Taylor :: My son squirms away, shifts in his elastic sea, pushes off the tissue and muscle that constrains and consoles from the beginning.

*Poem* Silly

Sun, 02 Nov 2008 17:38:40 MST

Maureen Geraghty Rahe :: Would it be a step toward world peace If terrorists, global warming, gangs and salmonella became silly?

*Poem* Watershed

Sun, 26 Oct 2008 13:21:15 MDT

Kristin Van Tassel :: My son runs the edge of the tangled windbreak. He is red-haired, freckled, sturdy. He stops at my side, breathing hard. Sweat slips down his temple.