Elana Paige : MyBlogHer Profile

A recent blog entry caused a bit of a stir among readers. In the entry, I confess that a friendship ended because my friend’s children were impossible for me to be around. Some of the comments in response to the entry were quite critical of me. Some expressed solidarity with the “I can’t stand your kids” sentiment. But most of the responses, either way, expressed the unfortunate and often wrong perception that if a woman does not have a child, she just doesn’t understand what it takes to parent one—or what it’s like to parent one.  Read more >

I used to be good friends with Charlene and her husband, Ben. I mean GOOD friends. We partied in college, where we met. We kept in touch. Charlene and Ben even moved up to Sacramento, where I was living at the time, mostly on a whim, and the four of us—Charlene, Ben, me, and whoever I was dating at the time—played. We camped, hiked, talked over coffee, over beer, at the beach, over BBQ. We spent Thanksgivings together. We were close.  Read more >