My husband was at Beth Isreal for FOUR SOLID DAYS. We barely heard from him, and he hardly slept and I'm pretty certain he only ate bagels. When it happened, he didn't know what was going on, just that everyone started running around, all the ambulances left and then they were all overwhelmed.

My husband and I were supposed to leave to Vermont this morning, but we decided yesterday morning we felt like leaving early. Thank god we did, because I can't imagine having my family there right now.

I was laugh/crying through the whole thing, but DIED at the end. "I literally have no more fluid left in my mouth, can we please cut?"

I remember being 7 and having my dad pinch my thighs and calling them chubby. I know now that he meant it like in a sweet way, but that was a turning point for me. My mom would pinch her own stomach and call herself chubby. By the time I was 16 I was 5'6" and 86 pounds. My hair was falling out, I passed out every…

Ditto for my mother. The only good photos I have of her are of her holding her my daughter. She's so happy that she's not thinking about me taking a photo, and she is radiant.

17 years of my life was spent with a rather severe eating disorder, starting at age 8. While I do not blame anyone, it was never helped by my mother always talking about how fat she was and watching her not eat, or express guilt every time she did. She always told me I was beautiful, but I never heard her say…

Exactly. 8 months out and I'm 5 pounds less then I was before, and yet my skinny jeans have some serious muffin top....

In a different context, my comment does sound seriously creepy....

As a breast feeding mother who has no problem with breast milk and only sees boobs as food now, this freaks me the fuck out.

I sometimes still at the age of 31 am asked if my parents are home when I answer the phone. It would be nice to sound like an adult....

I have never been able to shake the feeling that I have a rather deep voice for a female. In reality I sound like a 10 year old girl.

Agree.

TERRIFYING.

My daughter at 8 MONTHS is 15 pounds! She was 5 when she was born, a month early, but still! 3 times that size?!?! I'm shuddering in sympathy.

It doesn't bother me to talk about, I learned to discuss it through my last pregnancy. I also think it is something that should be talked about more so people are more aware of what to look for if there's any problems. I hadn't even really known something like what happened to me was possible, and NO ONE wanted to…

It's kind of a mix of my experience and a close friends. My first daughter died two weeks before her due date because of a problem with her umbilical chord, I went through a full labor and delivery, we held her, we had photos, we had to choose her one outfit to wear and the one toy she would hold. We then set her on…

Ah yes, banning for genetic abnormalities. This really shows how much they care about us. Because there's nothing more humane and kind then forcing a woman, her family, her friends, everyone she knows to go through up to 10 months of a pregnancy that will end in a dead child. The heartbreak of every single day…

This was also very common in Chinese opera, with the all male cast of young boys (usually orphans also) expected to entertain older patrons.

I keep trying to type out a response that is appropriate to my rage and disgust that anyone would ever THINK that something like that would be a "good time". I'm at a loss. All I can think is 6 YEARS OLD! SHE WAS ONLY 6 YEARS OLD!