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My most powerful childhood memory is very simple, like all the deepest recollections are: as my mother leaned against the sink of our butter-yellow Minneapolis kitchen, I barreled into her and squashed my face her soft belly. I could have been no older than five, for my head reached no higher than the motherly bulge that...

I read an essay called “Linking Movements, Linking Lives” by Cherry Galette and was amazed by her ability to link issues together as well as by her critique of systemic oppression. In “Don’t Leave Your Friends Behind,” the workshops on supporting women and children that Vikki Law and I have been giving this summer, one thing...

Welcome to Hipmama.com Radio! Our show offers a dynamic and eclectic mix of interviews, reviews and performances from the illustrious, the infamous, and people just like you! In the latest episode This Manic Mama continues the Mamaphonic series, talking to writer Lisa Peet about the evolution of her art, self, motherhood,...

Welcome to Hipmama.com Radio! Our show offers a dynamic and eclectic mix of interviews, reviews and performances from the illustrious, the infamous, and people just like you! This Manic Mama returns with Maria Bustillos, mother, provocateur, and author of...

My son was born when I was 22 years old. He was conceived during one freezing winter in Lake Tahoe, CA.
 
When I discovered I was pregnant, my immediate reaction was that I was too young to have a baby and that I should have an abortion. When I spoke with Ethan, my boyfriend at the time and father-to-be, he did...

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