The product I decided to leave out of my makeup routine for a bit, why late people are the best people (as explained via stick figures), and a Facebook phenomenon that I find deeply confusing. (And more, of course.)

Ah, the Internet, the mostly mythical village where mothers come seeking support, and mostly click off feeling mildly judged and crisply jealous of someone else’s postpartum abs. If you’re looking for another article about why you should’ve breastfed for three more years (too late now) or you’re fishing for a panic attack spawned by another global tragedy, the Internet would like you to take a seat in its wide lap.

The Internet is also a place where we can choose the parts of ourselves, our days, that we wish to present. We can be sure that all of our photos only show us from the waist up, share articles from the New Yorker that makes us seem impossibly intelligent, and #humblebrag about how we spent the day with our kids going on adventures because we are a Cool Mom. Despite what I share, I am usually wearing yoga pants, reading about some trashy political scandal, and contemplating why Legoland even exists.

Here are some of the things I don’t generally share on the internet about how this whole parenting thing is going: