This is what happens when you don’t copy and paste that disclaimer on Facebook.

anecdote : my mom didn’t breastfeed me because she didn’t want to, and I grew up to be a happy and healthy girl who rarely gets sick, BUT NOW I COMMENT ON GAWKER

For a guy who hates China so much, he sure is obsessed with great walls.

I had a complete panic meltdown the day before I was supposed to be induced. The only thing that calmed me was going to a local wine bar, propping my huge bloated body on a barstool, and having a glass of wine to calm my nerves. God bless NYC bartenders - he didn’t blink an eye. In fact, he offered me a refill! I…

I’m pregnant, I drink with dinner, eat lunch meat, drink coffee and GASP! Don’t need anyone’s advice, because I have educated myself on the risks. Thank yoooou.

Like they would know what it looked like. PLEASE FOOLS you can’t even find the clitoris.

Agreed. Also, fun fact. I found Aaron Burr (Leslie Odom, Jr) on FB and felt compelled to send him an unabashed fan letter because I thought he was just so fucking good and straight up inspiring. He wrote back with the kindest, most humble message giving all thanks to Lin for writing the material. He also said “This is…

You know about “Ms.” right?

No debate here. Mmmmmm, sweet delicious dangerously-purple dirt.

So a week after I started this job, a guy who no longer worked at the publication I worked for died in a car accident. I never met him, and he was a copy editor so it wasn’t like I was familiar in any way with him through what he wrote.
But nevertheless, the EOC said everyone needed to go. So I went. And somehow the…

True facts. Not only are they humble, they LITERALLY don’t even think they’re big, if the number of times my parents great danes used to try to crawl into my lap are any indication.

In theory, this makes sense. And I know people who do it. But what you quickly realize is that you still have to empty your breasts as often as baby’s eating. And pumping is actually a ton more work than breastfeeding. So it’s not like Dad can do it and I can chill. Dad can do it and I spend at least as long hunched…

Neither.

Yesterday, Ellen Page confronted Republican candidate Ted Cruz at the Iowa State Fair

it’s called a *Tig Wig*

This was my greatest fear. MY GREATEST FEAR. I even bought myself an enema to clear out before the delivery because of this, MY GREATEST FEAR. 30 hours of labor and 2 failed epidurals later, I did not give one iota of a shit (intended) about pooping myself. I. SWEAR. It WILL happen, and you will NOT care.

I wanted my birth to be just like Betty’s on Mad Men.

To Hell w/ staying by the head. It was the most amazing sights I’ve ever witnessed and it’s quite something to see the first moments of your children’s lives. Vaginas have superpowers and I can’t imagine a more unbalanced “partnership” experience than the one during childbirth when the dudes are just along for the…

My husband very helpfully informed the nurse who was asking me about what I had been able to do in the bathroom post labor that I had pooped and peed (thanks, epidural) during delivery. I wouldn’t have known otherwise, and he still has sex with me.

FYI, folks who haven’t pushed a baby out: my shit was also wrecked, but my vag was as tight as ever after about year. I did literally nothing, too. Just, like, 2 kegels whenever I happened to read the word “kegel” in my everyday life. I’m not doubting the author’s story, just saying that there is variation.