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Welcome to Flock of Broads. Here you will find the musings of five smart gals affectionately called "The Flock", all currently based in Minneapolis, MN. From pie crusts to parties, beard oil to Beyoncé, fashion to fat pants, we cover life as we know it and even a few things in between. Pull up a chair and stay a while.


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Why We Stay In Failing Relationships

Talia Wischmann

Most of us have done it. We’ve stood by the side of someone we no longer loved. We muttered the words without the meaning. We stayed in a relationship that was dead; we pretended we could make it work through those last screaming arguments, went months without sex, got mad about the unmade bed and socks left on the floor.

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Being A Mom Is Not Everything

Kate Sommers

Hold on to your hats, I’m going to say something controversial: Being a mom is not everything. It’s rewarding, and beautiful and messy and disgusting and so many, many things, but everything? No.

Yesterday I read a blog post by Jensy, who is likely a sweet gal who is deeply in love with her child. For that, I am not passing judgment. But what I cannot get over, aside from the title of her blog (adios, feminism) is the very last part. That bit when she mentions feeling sorry for her former self for having lived so long without knowing her child and who never wants to revisit the “old her”. When did becoming a mom mean we had to leave our old selves behind?

I should also maybe mention that I say this after having dealt with a year of hellish infertility (which is a MUCH shorter time than most deal with this very real and very common affliction). I wanted children and parenthood more than I have wanted anything in my entire life so please don’t think I am not familiar with that want, or that I am not grateful that we were able to have two beautiful and healthy children. 

I stand by my statement because becoming a mom didn’t stop me from being a person; A real human person that, yes is a mom (a GOOD mom, I think) but I am more than a mom just as much as I am more than a wife, more than a prefix or a postface, more than any title my marriage, children, employer or twitter bio will ever distill upon me.