I had someone smugly ask me, “Oh, so you’re still eating raw vegetables?” when I was pregnant. Like, damn.

Yeah, the car seat thing is bizarre to me. I follow my state’s guidelines (in fact I have them bookmarked so I can refresh my memory as the kids get older). But the people who are fanatical about it and judgmental if a 4-year-old is in a booster seat instead of a forward-facing toddler car seat are just mystifying to…

there aren’t white black people

Nope. I only finished it because I was hoping she would mention what they do for work (or if they are independently wealthy) but again, nope!

Me neither. Resting bitch face is wonderful. I did have a complete stranger comment on the quality of my breast milk (complete with miming of a milking action so I would be clear what she was talking about) based on the size of my baby. I wanted to be like, “Lady, this is not the state fair and I am not a prize…

Wow, I recognize that building and amid all of this recent coverage have been wondering if that was where he lived. I used to drive by there frequently and think it looked like an incredibly depressing place to live.

Love this response, genuinely. :)

Wow, that sounds terrible. Is there any way his parents can come home early? Does he fall asleep and then wake up crying, or does he start once bedtime hits? My three-year-old is a pretty bad sleeper so I really sympathize.

The thing is, it is the right of the spouse to know what the terms of her relationship are, and to have an equal role in setting those terms. If she would be mad at the idea of an open relationship, then obviously cheating is a violation and she doesn’t deserve that. If he wants sex with other people and she doesn’t,…

I feel the same way. I generally try to steer mine away from Sesame Street because of how long it is. Easier to just put on a shorter show than deal with the whining when I stop it part way through. Life with a 3-year-old involves plenty of whining as it is, I don’t need to create extra opportunities for it. :)

Yes, although probably not if the diaper is usually conscientiously changed and only occasionally allowed to be wet like that. I don’t change my kids’ diapers overnight, for example, and their skin is fine. The thing that just seemed so weird was that she was clearly checking for poop and it seemed to not occur to her…

This reminds me that I was recently hanging out with a mom to a 6-month-old. The baby was fussy and the mom tried everything for a couple of hour. She kept being like, “I don’t know what’s wrong, she’s not hungry, it’s not her diaper...” And I wanted to be like, “Her diaper is clearly wet [from my vantage point across…

Yeah, if there is an outdoor trash can available, I’ll do that. But if there isn’t, I’ll take it with me and throw it away at home so I don’t stink up other people’s space. Maybe this seems normal to me because I started out with cloth diapers, though.

That Dear Prudie question really rubbed me the wrong way. First of all, we are all adults here. Can we please not refer to other adults as “mommies”? Second, did she think everyone else was wrapping up and carrying out those dirty diapers for shits and giggles? Could she not stop for five seconds and think about why…

That’s amazing! It sounds like a super power.

What about if you are having a conversation with someone outside? Sometimes I’ll run into people on the street and talk for a few minutes. It feels a little rude to keep my glasses on because they can’t see my eyes. (Is this just my social anxiety talking?)

If you’re interested in reliving potty training, I’d be happy to lend you my toddler. :)

Yes. My husband got shit at work for taking his two weeks of vacation time to stay home with our newborn. It wasn’t that he took the vacation time, it was the reason. Total and complete bullshit.

I lost my dog to cancer 5 years ago. I was a mess when it happened. It took months before I could think about him without crying. I don’t care if that’s not how we’re “supposed” to react because they are just animals. They are members of our families and constant companions— even if you don’t live there now, she was…

That sounds a lot like my first house— everything great but the kitchen that looked straight from the 50s. We got it redone, it wasn’t as terrible as you might imagine. The upside is that then we had exactly the kitchen we wanted (well, within our budget). And kitchens are one of the things that can add value when…