Yeah :( I remember when I was scheduled to have my c-section, that I was so freaking scared of the procedure I called and rescheduled. It’s a scary thing. I hope they find her though, and she and baby are okay.

I think she just freaked out. She’s been spotted since.

Being a writer is a difficult thing. You write because you simply have to, and yet you only want people to read it that will relate. Trouble is, not everyone relates and we don't take kindly to people smashing our thoughts all over the place.

What's the difference in walking into a bathroom and leaving the other kids unattended (or with you), or taking them all to the minivan, changing the diaper, and just walking back in?

Whoa.. I met my now ex husband at a gay club as well. I'm a woman. The end.

I think it would be cool if we cold just stop bashing each other for shit that has nothing to do with our personal daily lives. It does nothing to change my life knowing that some skinny chick ate a pizza today, somewhere out in the wide vast world.

"I noticed you changed your status. Mind if I ask your ex out?"