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Reading “Two Classes, Divided by ‘I Do’” in The Times last weekend, left me troubled. If there is any obvious takeaway from this and the earlier news that for younger mothers, out-of-wedlock births are the new normal, (leading to elevated risks of falling into poverty for children), it would seem to be this: first comes love, then comes marriage, then start considering the baby carriage.

But that’s a mantra, and a stigma, that’s unfair to the reality of many families. Parents ...

Over the last six months, I have watched my little boy become a man. His voice has dropped, the downy fluff on his legs has become coarse and he skulks about the house in some sort of hormonal haze. Last week, I discovered that he has surpassed me in height. His physical transformation is clearly underway; now it’s time for him to face a psychological and intellectual coming of age.

My culture — American by way of English, Irish, German and ...

It’s a common rite of passage for young parents in many urban areas, but especially New York City: the move to the suburbs. Obviously, not everyone goes that route (or getting into middle school would be a whole lot easier) but for some, the question isn’t if, but when, how and where.

Where is obviously important. But while most people know to consider the basics, like the commute, the housing stock and the schools, Alison Bernstein of Suburban Jungle Realty advises ...

Do we really need to debate whether commentators should discuss Marissa Mayer’s pregnancy, and its impact both on her role as the new chief executive of Yahoo and on the options for pregnant women in the workplace?

What Ms. Mayer is doing is, by all accounts so far, a first: she is the first person to become the chief executive of a Fortune 500 company while pregnant. It’s a first for a reason. For most of the history of the Fortune ...

“Don’t worry. She won’t break.”

This is a classic cliché of new parenthood. “Don’t worry,” nurses say to insecure new parents hesitant to hold their infants. “She won’t break.”

But I know the truth: Babies can break. I broke when I was eight months old, and a year old, and again and again and again. Three dozen broken bones before my twelfth birthday.

And then, at 31, I passed a flawed gene on to my daughter—the gene that caused my osteogenesis imperfecta (OI ...