Kasey Edwards is an author and commentator. She has written two volumes of memoir, 30-Something and Over It and 30-Something and the Clock is Ticking. She writes a column for Daily Life.
When Kasey Edwards discovers she’ll be infertile within a year, she is forced to bring the baby issue to the forefront of her mind. In 30-Something and the Clock Is Ticking, she explores what motherhood would mean to her identity, her career, her body, her relationships and her mental health.
Kasey Edwards has everything she’s always wanted: a successful career and the lifestyle and assets to match. But she’s empty and uninspired and doesn’t want to go to work . . . Ever again.
Terrified that she’ll spend the rest of her life wearing pinstripes and pretending to care about ‘adding value’, Kasey embarks on a quest to rediscover passion and purpose in her life and work.
If you have kids, you’ll be familiar with the ‘That’s Not My’ series from Usborne. Now try the adult parody versions: OMG! That’s Not My Husband and OMG! That’s Not My Child.
Mothers should remember that a loss of confidence is common and that these feelings need only be temporary.
“We bring girls up in a world where being hot and sexy is the most valued thing a woman can be – and then we mock them for it.”
Rather than waste this precious day loathing my perceived physical flaws, I will be grateful to my body for allowing me to live it.
Let’s talk about middle class “deadbeat dads”.
Just because something is a tradition doesn’t mean it’s good.
The headlines are in and it seems the media has already forgotten who was the first victim of Brexit.
Enjoying a spot of baking doesn’t mean women want to go back to the 1950s.
“I don’t really care about money.” These are six of the dumbest words you can say in a job interview. And I used to say this all the time.
To all the single ladies, contorting yourselves to fit male desires is this simple. And stupid.
If the aim of campaigns like #RedrawTheBalance is really about dismantling gender stereotypes, then where are the inspirational videos encouraging boys to be nurses, child care workers, aged carers, librarians, social workers and other female-dominated professions?
A memo to the clueless-yet-well-meaning folk about old-school social etiquette that’s now just plain offensive.
The pressure to pretend that mothering is 100 per cent pure joy 100 per cent of the time is oppressive.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I didn’t want children. I desperately wanted to have my own children. It was just the whole motherhood part of the deal that I struggled with.
In my 20s, I made the mistake of confusing my f–kability with my credibility.
It’s been almost a decade since the Catalyst report was published, showing that Fortune 500 companies with female board members outperform those that don’t. But rather than encourage women, many companies are still positively hostile towards them.
For many women, having kids is like landing on the longest snake in life’s game of Snakes & Ladders. You spend years slogging your way up the career ladders, only to land on the motherhood snake and be forced right back to the beginning of the board.
Football would screech to a halt if not for the labour of women at every level of the game. Yet women are only really welcome on the sidelines: as supports to men and boys, to stroke their egos, and to be objectified as WAGs.
When it comes to excusing adults for discriminating against women and girls, perpetuating out-dated and damaging stereotypes, causing offence, abuse and bodily harm, playing the ignorance card just doesn’t cut it.
Unless we take deliberate steps to teach girls to code, digital literacy will continue to be the domain of men and boys.
Paternal baby-naming is not just some quaint little tradition that’s not worth thinking about, let alone questioning. When you combine it with the equally antiquated tradition of family name legacy, it’s part of the systematic erasure of girls’ and women’s identities and, along with it, their value.
We talk about the importance of teaching girls that it’s okay to say “no”. But what about saying yes?