alleycatagain1
alleycatagain1
alleycatagain1

So true. My mother and her three siblings were raised in Fiji (her ancestors were some of the first European settlers there.) For some reason, with my uncle, my nanna just couldn't make enough milk for him to thrive. So their housekeeper showed her what the native women did: basically, blended bananas with water or

You and I could have a loooong talk about this. I've told my story on here before, but I have a heart condition and had multiple surgeries before my pregnancy; my son was truly a "miracle baby." At 3 months post-birth, I had a major medical crisis and needed medications that made my breastmilk essentially poisonous. I

Ha ha. No, I was "everything on our faces or over my shoulder, thanks." Perhaps he has some, ahem, action shots, but I'm happy not knowing!

I was so, so blessed to have a dear friend (and a male one, whoa crazy!) agree to photograph my birth. He's also a very talented and successful actor (99% of you would recognize him by name, I'm sure) so I knew he'd appreciate the "life experience" of watching a birth. His photographs are so beautiful. I thought

Applegate and Jesse Tyler Fergson actually seem to know something. In the case of JTF, I don't know if he's really into dance or just a huge fanboy, but he always goes back to other routines the cast members have done and obviously watches the show religiously.

OMG, I am so the opposite. Despite being an avowed feminist and doing my grad work in gender studies, I've ALWAYS seen my family as 5 (yes, 5) boys.

No problem! Honestly, if she was just a therapist and not a fully-trained psychologist or psychiatrist (IMO, only a psychiatrist has a CHANCE of helping someone with BPD, and it's still a very thin chance... I've been "the girl you call about mental illnesses" most of my life because of my own family history, and I've

I'm sorry to hear what you went through. Well done for making something better of yourself - it can be a very hard cycle to break.

Seconded on the buzzfeed article... I couldn't believe the producer came out to Hollywood to write comedy and ended up creating Intervention instead. That show did a lot of good - I know people who finally recognized themselves in an episode or who successfully (well, for now, addiction isn't easily cured)

I still remember reading an interview with Amy Heckerling where she said it was entirely unintentional that Cher mispronounced Haitians so badly... that was just a teenage Alicia Silverstone, who truly didn't know how to pronounce the word. Amy had to run around the stage frantically telling the crew to stop laughing

Oh hell no. She has neither money or a career... she was studying here from a European country, working her way through college, living with SIX roommates through most of her pregnancy- taking more than 1.5x her full course load AND working 45 hours+ a week to finish her degree in time for her son's birth. I have

Australian here. I've been in the US six years, and I'm usually thrilled if someone asks about my accent, because Yay! You can still tell I have an accent, I haven't totally lost it!

Thanks for adding this. I did have the joyful, 16-hours-with-no-drugs but smiling and laughing and cracking jokes and kissing my husband between pushes kind of natural birth; I wish everyone could have the same joy I did having my child. Not the same birth, the same joy - that's why I'll never, EVER say "all-natural

It has to be built in. When we had 'lil cat, I have to admit I though he looked REALLY good for a newborn. Nurses kept asking if he was a c-section baby, his head was so perfectly round (Oh no. I pushed that kid out after 16 hours of unmedicated labor, thanks.) I couldn't get out of bed for the first day because of

I'm 28. I live in Los Angeles - fuck, Hollywood - California. About 10 months ago, a fellow 28-year-old friend confided she was pregnant by a four-night stand. She is NOT religious. She had ZERO hope their relationship would work out. She was - no matter how much I told her I would support her through any option and

My 16-month-old can drive me insane - almost to tears - but he is without doubt the best thing I have ever done, and I have multiple, multiple degrees including a final graduate degree in women's studies (former child prodigy), a fabulous pre-baby career, a loving stable family, a passport replaced over and over

I'm sorry for your loss. I know I'm a random internet person but I've been there, I know how it hurts, and I am genuinely, genuinely sorry. Wishing you (and your sister, and friends and family) healing.

Oh, I'm sure it could be true... spending so much time in NICU (dad did a runner, so I was my friend's birth partner and I've been in NICU with her every day...god bless my girl army, who are keeping my toddler well and safe when I'm not home) I'm absolutely amazed at how strong some of those tiny, tiny babies are.

My only experience related to this (my name is pretty firmly female) is that I attended a writing workshop a few years ago; the final product was a short story that was to be workshopped in class. 90% of the class said of mine "I was just really confused. I mean, I didn't realize it was a male character narrating

I am pale as can be, cannot tan- instant burn and peel, have green eyes and naturally blond hair - yes, even as an adult. My older brother has deep olive skin that tans like mad, dark brown eyes, and practically black hair.