mature! And grown-up! ADULT, EVEN! GO US. I also related the story of how, as part of the process of applying for life insurance, a nurse visited [...] (The post below repurposes, with some revisions, a post that I wrote late last year after TEDWomen. I've been revisiting it this weekend as I prepare notes for a panel that I'm moderating tomorrow at the WIE Symposium, on mothers and social change. The discussion tomorrow will be, to some extent, a consideration of the [...] I breastfed both of my children. I breastfed Emilia on park benches and in restaurants and in libraries and on airplanes. I breastfed Jasper in front of a crowd at BlogHer '08 -- while I was speaking -- when he was eight weeks old. I breastfed Jasper by Guy Kawasaki's swimming pool, while sobbing and [...] I was never one of those little girls who played with dolls and dreamed of becoming a mommy. When I played with dolls, it was to concoct new adventures for Barbie, International Super Spy, or to host global summits on world peace with George, my stuffed monkey, the Bionic Woman, a clutch of plush kittens [...] There's a post at Babble this week by a mom who regrets having been too obsessed with photographing every moment of her family's life. She forced herself to put the camera down, and, she says, is happier for it. "While I still desperately want my boys to be able to look through photo albums