About Jill Cordes

Hi everyone. I’m Jill Cordes. If you’ve come this far, then I hope you’ll stay and hang out for a while! I started blogging after the birth of my daughter, Fia, in December 2009. And my second child, Emmett, was born in January 2012. If you had told me five years ago that I would either a) have children or b) blog for Parents, I would have bet my uterus you were wrong. My husband and I were committed to remaining childless, but after being together for 13 years and married for 9, we took the parenting plunge. Being a mom in my 40s with two small kids isn’t easy, but I can emphatically say there has never been one millisecond of regret.

Fearless Feisty Mama is a no-holds-barred — and hopefully humorous —blog about raising a toddler, a preschooler, and a transsexual cat, Wayne Sanchez. You’ll find posts tackling touchy topics such as nannies, sleep training, potty training, mom blogger bullies, and medication for depression. While other moms might disagree sometimes with my point of view, I write in the spirit of sisterhood, hoping that you’re armed with a nice glass of wine before diving into the discussions with me. I usually post two to three times a week while Joe DeProspero, who guest blogs from a dad’s perspective, posts once a week.

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Taking Antidepressants While Pregnant

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My husband, Phil Johnston, is a screenwriter who wrote Cedar Rapids and Wreck-It Ralph. We moved to Los Angeles from Brooklyn in 2011. In my pre-baby life, I had a television career (I hosted The Best Of series on Food Network), but now you can find me on Better TV. I once climbed Mount Kilimanjaro with my 64-year-old aunt and ran city marathons, but now I find the greatest sense of accomplishment in using my dust buster (I want to be buried with it) and in being a mother. Motherhood is what sustains me, and it has knocked me to my knees with love, vulnerability, and purpose like nothing else ever will.