Naru_Hodor
Naru_Hodor
Naru_Hodor

Unless you're an unheard-of creature who has no emotional relationship whatsoever with her weight or body image—yes, you will have difficulty. A lot of the terror lies in the unpredictability. I've had 2 babies, and after each pregnancy it was totally different. After the first I had these gorgeous, full boobs, but

Hugs. I feel you girl. Some things are just never the same after you host a new human in your body, and being proud of what you accomplished and loving your "tiger stripes" (as I call my stretch marks) is key. What you did, and what you continue to do as a mom, is AMAZING. I can easily say it's the hardest thing

You are very reliable for your heartwarming husband stories. MORE! MORE HOPE!

Please see a therapist. I'm going through a "d" (age 34) and I think I would be good for pretty much nothing if I weren't forcing myself to process, and if my therapist weren't kicking me in my emotions-ass every week.

Thanks for your input. Now that my son is approaching 3 and definitely noticing that Mom's body is not like his body, I've started to worry that we'll have to stop taking baths together, which would make me pretty sad because it's awesome and fun. But I've spent a lot of time in Japan where nudity is much less of a

Yes! I'm still in my bitter, incredulous phase. It's childish, but my first reaction when reading these cutesy little exchanges is to scowl (while my eyes fill with tears) and yell "yeah, right!" I look forward to a time when I no longer behave like such a love-scrooge.

It is so weird that, for me, all of these responses are simultaneously heartwarming (because your s.o.'s are all so sweet, and it's great to hear that there are some awesome long-term partners out there) and heartbreaking (because I'm currently getting out of a shitty relationship in which none of these loving

Thanks to everyone for the encouraging and helpful replies! There seriously does need to be an "It Gets Better" for those with two under 2.5...I feel like the stereotypical harried, disorganized mom running frantically from office to home to daycare, and on top of that I'm supposed to feed them? Hah. Yeah, I've

Then don't read it?

Man. I hope things will improve when my kids are older, but I'm a single mother of a toddler and an infant, and I can't even start preparing their meals until they're both strapped (read: imprisoned) in their high chairs. So that gives me 5 minutes max until one or both of them is screaming for either food or

Ugh. Truth.

Yeah, same. Divorce = crazy effective unintentional crash diet.

I am one of those kids whose parents stayed together to the detriment of all involved. Growing up in such a dysfunctional household with two parents who only sort of tolerated each other was not the greatest way to learn how to be in a loving, stable long-term relationship.

Agree. Divorce is NOT the worst thing that can happen to a couple, or to their children.

I think a fairly large number of people who are separated or even divorced continue to live together because of financial reasons. A friend's mother was forced to continue living with her husband for something like two years because of financial reasons—and in South Carolina, where the clock on the required minimum

Wow, this is very timely for me. I'm in the throes of divorce after getting married fresh out of law school to someone who seemed brilliant, capable, ambitious and fully loving and supportive of me and my goals. Ten years later, it couldn't be more different, he's a burnout and a layabout and won't do anything to

First, yay for sexual health becoming more generally promoted and accepted.

the Board of Directors (who represent the shareholders/owners) is generally distinct from the team of c-level executive officers (CEO, CFO, etc.). Oftentimes, however, the Board chairman is also CEO.

My older son is 2.5 now and I'm right in the thick the divorce process. I really don't know any other parents in our peer group who are divorced. I'm hoping that everything will be finalized before he's 3, but then there will be the odd social comparisons and adjustments as my kids grow up as "children of divorce."

Oh god. Crying here.