I was pregnant during a particular snowy winter, and my biggest fear was giving birth on NYC public transit or something. I kept telling my husband I just didn't want a delivery that makes the news.

I refused to get married pregnant so we waited until our kid was 5 months old (still hitched 19 years later!). My MIL was so upset because she said our kid would feel weird at school not having married parents. Jokes on you MIL— he feels weird at school FOR having married parents. And our 9 year old asked us today to…

"Why would someone pick up a phone and dial all those numbers when you could just hop on your horse and trot over to their house to tell them what you want to tell them?" —You, 100 years ago.

1. Because twitter is the medium through which all of this started, and the only one where it can be guaranteed Iggy would see his message.

If you're more concerned about the medium than the message you are a dinosaur. He spoke where people listen. Your elitism is out of style.

The first Christmas that I spent with my in laws I did my best to be helpful. I helped my mother in law address Christmas cards, wrap gifts, and decorate the tree. I picked out a special gift for her that I hoped she would like. On Christmas morning, she gave me a beautiful necklace. I was very touched and…

The worst gift I ever received was from my mother-in-law. Apologies in advance; this is "War and Peace"-length.

THAT sounds like my mother's mother. SIGH.

I seriously hope that you opened the gift and immediately chugged a glass of wine while staring your grandmother straight in the eye.

We might share moms. That's totally something my mom would do. Like the year she gave me work shoes... work shoes that were my old work shoes that I threw away because my feet were now too large for them. She dug them out of the trash, wrapped them, and was very confused as to why I wasn't overjoyed.

He was seriously one of the most arrogant people I've ever met. He thought he was the BEST.

OH MY GOD. The headshot. Your story changed my mind. Because I have to admit I came in here all self-righteous like, "Actually, there's no such thing as a bad gift. There are great gifts and then there are gifts that aren't really to your taste but still show that someone was thinking of you and cared enough to try to…

Worst: my boyfriend at the time gave me a framed and autographed head shot of himself. It would have been funny if he hadn't actually been an aspiring actor, but he was. He managed to score a small speaking part in a movie that was filmed in our midwestern city, and then we went to the cast and crew premiere and his…

My worst Christmas memory also includes my grandmother...the very last one she was alive for. My father and I drove through a blizzard to pick her up and bring her to our house as she had cried that she couldn't be alone on Christmas. We get back to our house and are opening presents. I hand her one and as she takes…

I used to babysit for this awesome, and really well off, family when I was in high school. The Dad was a doctor and since I was from a poor town they were the coolest of the cool with their fancy house and in-ground pool. The kids I babysat were kind of snotty, but they didn't know/realize because they're young and…

My idiot husband informed his mother that we had been thinking of having another child (like not immediately, just that we could possibly not be one and done).

Pfft, I am on the mother's side here.

I don't think you realize how anxiety inducing to worry about doing something wrong can be, how anxiety inducing it can be to not understand something fully and have people not explain it to you. I have autism. The day I finally, finally truly understood how to social situations worked was when I was told what to do.…

You are a Good White Person™

Didn't someone once say that he who is wisest is him who admits he knows nothing? I've found, equally paradoxically, that, as a white person, I may contribute less to the system of racism the more I recognize just how racist I truly am.