I’m back from a week of vacation, floating around the Mexican Riviera with my spouse, son, and in-laws. As soon as I’ve recovered from a red-eye flight and jet lag, I’ll fire up the posts here again. In the meantime, here’s a slightly related story from the Associated Press about Mexico City’s 1000th same-sex wedding. […]
I’m taking a few days to recover and recharge after BlogHer, and to try and assimilate everything that happened there, especially during the great panel session I participated on with Ana Flores of Spanglish Baby, Tracey Friley of One Brown Girl, and moderator Deb Rox of 3 Smart Girlz and Deb on the Rocks. Posting will therefore be a
(Originally published as my Mombian newspaper column.) The two eight-year-old girls said that meeting each other was like a dream come true. They both had similar interests—gymnastics, dance, singing, and songwriting—and similar styles in hair and clothing. Not only that, but for each of them, it was the first time they had met another child
I’m furiously packing to head off to the big BlogHer conference for women bloggers in San Diego this weekend. If any of you are going (other than Polly of Lesbian Dad and Vikki of Up Popped a Fox, whom I know will be there), drop me a note. I’d love to meet you! I’m also excited to meet my fellow
I’ve been delighted and fascinated by your great responses to yesterday’s unscientific survey on what our kids call us—so much so, that I’m going to encourage readers again to participate, if you haven’t already. (Please click the link to submit your answers to the spreadsheet; don’t just leave a comment.) So far, we’ve got lots
One of the first questions that crosses prospective LGBT parents’ minds is “What will our kids call us?” And many of us also search for what to call donors, surrogates, birth parents and other similar figures in our children’s lives. So here’s a small way to share some of that information—just fill out the anonymous form below.
