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All five days of my work week used to be frantic from beginning to end.

The Johnny Depp and Amber Heard trial began and concluded in less than three months.

I spent my 30s in Los Angeles, working in the entertainment industry, but the second I started having kids, I felt the urge to be with family.

Women in midlife are in crisis. Yes, there have been headlines on this topic – specifically concerning the pandemic’s deleterious effect on our careers.

Dinner in my household in the late ‘80s and early ‘90s looked like this: well-done hamburgers with creamed spinach and mashed potatoes.

Angela Garbes is a writer and the author of two books, Like a Mother (a narrative nonfiction book exploring the emerging science and cultural myths of pregnancy) and Essential Labor (on care work and mothering as social change.

I’m a classic cardio junkie. I started working out in the early ‘90s when I was just out of college and in my first job as a nurse.

Recently, I looked through some photos from my teen years. There I was, smiling broadly at senior prom and college holiday parties.

Nine months ago, I wrote an essay about the toddler extracurricular complex and my disdain for the social pressure and competition to participate in a very expensive cycle of weekly 30-60 minute activities in which it’s unclear if anyone is having fun or actually learning anything.

Watching the new Apple TV+ show WeCrashed, about the rise and fall of WeWork, is like opening a time capsule containing our feelings about work prior to the pandemic.

Being pregnant in 2012, like pretty much every year since, was blissful and terrifying.

The past few years have challenged even the most stable long-term couples, with more than a few discovering that they disagree with their partner on matters social, medical, political, or even racial.