Glosswitch is a feminist mother of three who works in publishing.
We live in an age when sincerity is taken for stupidity and cleverness is making sure that no one can ever pin you down.
Bodies matter. Bodies that eat, sleep, care, nurse, love and, yes, gestate. The world, and the sexism that pervades it, doesn’t make sense without them.
Tulip Siddiq, a heavily pregnant Labour MP, was reportedly told by the Deputy Speaker that she had brought “down the whole of womankind” by leaving a debate for a snack.
The trouble is, bodily mess hasn’t stopped and won’t ever stop coming.
A recent study suggesting pregnant women shouldn't take SSRIs (antidepressant medication) is just the latest in scare stories that could harm future mothers.
A recent study into the impact California’s Paid Family Leave has found that men are far more likely to take leave if their child is male and/or firstborn.
Women’s hatred of their bodies is such an everyday phenomenon that we pay no heed to just how deeply it cuts into our sense of self.
If we care at all about men and boys – and if men and boys care about themselves – it’s time to drop the pretence.
Men are allowed to age. Women are not.
A campaign targeting mothers' insecurities about breastfeeding, rather than a squeamish general public, reveals society's neuroses about breasts.
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