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Mamaphiles, the mama and papa zine collaboration, announces issue #4, Raising Hell

Tue, 03/09/2010 - 8:12am

The collaborative effort of thirty-four zine-making parents, this fourth issue of Mamaphiles takes on the wilder side of parenthood – from toddler-chasing to rabble-rousing. “Children are natural born hell-raisers,” wrote Henry Miller. And as Mamaphiles' writers can attest, raising them can be an act of revolution.

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site issues

Mon, 02/22/2010 - 6:23am

Hi guys--

I'm able to replicate some of the problems that y'all are seeing (only posts from tonight and 2004, inability to comment), but only when I'm logged out. Logged in, I see all your blog posts, but that's not unusal; I'm what's called the SuperUser--superpowers, I has dem. So don't worry; everything's still in the database. It's a permissions problem, I'm 99% sure. I'm told some software was installed today, and I'm trying to find out exactly what was done so I can troubleshoot.

Hang in there, and if you're experiencing troubles, please tell me here and I'll try to sort it out.

Love,
Lynn the techMama

Review of Creating a Life (author: Corbin Lewars) by Lisa Beliveau

Sun, 02/21/2010 - 7:52am

Corbin Lewars’ Creating a Life is about many things: surviving a miscarriage, confronting long-forgotten memories of rape, conceiving and seeing a second pregnancy to term, and eventually delivering a son, at home, and fulfilling her wish of becoming a mother and writer. But Corbin’s story is about more than overcoming her past and achieving the tangible milestones of pregnancy and new motherhood. It is about a women finding her own voice and gaining the strength to trust her feelings, instincts, and desires. And through learning to believe in herself, she gains the courage to become both a mother and a writer -- on her own terms.

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Interview with Happy Hips founder, Terri Allred by Maria Rowan

Sat, 01/30/2010 - 7:32am

Sixteen dancers come on stage carrying gold canes and arrayed in reds, blues, purples and pinks with jingling coin hip scarfs. They are all races, shapes and sizes, but they are not all ages: the oldest is eleven and the youngest is four. This is Happy Hips Youth Oriental Dance Troupe, veteran belly dancers who have performed at benefits, museums and festivals as well as local and regional haflas, the term for belly dance parties or shows.

Happy Hips founder, Terri Allred did not set out to become Sadiya, professional belly dancer and instructor. At Vanderbilt University, she completed a theological studies masters in feminist theology with a focus on how people who experience trauma interpret it and give it meaning. Terri ran rape crisis centers and lectured internationally on the relationship between sexual violence and belief systems.

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The Missing Pieces of Life by Kristin Nichols

Thu, 01/21/2010 - 7:09am

About four in the afternoon, my friend and I were at a bar playing with these little plastic toys left in a basket for drunk kids like us. She had set up a wall of fencing with soldiers and cowboys, defending it from my wall of teepees and Indians that pointed their little bows and arrows at the guns. My toy horse was adorned with a hot pink cocktail umbrella.

It was Sunday and I was spending it doing what I always did - Bloody Mary's over Brunch, shopping at consignment stores, and happy hour. I loved life as a cocktail waitress, a life of 5am bedtimes and tequila and bar-hopping fun. I loved it, but all this was about to change. With bourbon in hand, I laid out my plans for the future.

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Growing Up Is No Rainbow, or: Childhoodphobia! by Shannon Drury

Mon, 11/30/2009 - 1:43am

Not long ago, I stripped Miriam of her jammies and reached for her shirt and pants combo of the day. "No," she said, waving away my hand. "Wear dress."

"No," I replied, "today we're wearing these." (It's an unfortunate but unavoidable fact that most moms refer to their children as we. Thus the inevitable stress when our children show any signs of independence. I wish I were speaking to my mother so I could apologize to her for this, but I'm not, for myriad reasons that could probably be boiled down to my need for independence from her. Gotta love that feedback loop.)

"No," Miriam growled. "Wear dress. WEAR DRESS!"

I suspected this day would come.

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