Thank you! And sorry if it seemed like I was freaking out at/on you at first. Of course, a coworker of mine just told me she fucking broke or bruised her coccyx during labor (this is apparently not uncommon?) so perhaps outsourcing this wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world!

Yes, yes, and yes! We basically ruled out egg/sperm/embryo donation and figured we’d head straight to adoption (I’d also need someone to carry so if we’re at the point where we’re outsourcing every bit...) but I’ve been having a lot of anxiety about that, too. Not about adopting itself, but about that falling through.…

No, I get that, and I have so much anxiety that this will be us in a few years...

Well, you do have to take classes and prove you’re not involved in human trafficking or a terrorist and agree to sign your kid up for soccer before you can adopt a child, so what’s the difference?

One of my friends - who is an excellent mom with a wonderful husband and well-adjusted kids - joked that it was downright negligent that 24 hours after pushing a person out of her, that they just wheeled her out to the car with a wave and “take care!” “We’ve never done this before! How can they just let us take this…

My mother-in-law’s husband (my husband refuses to even refer to him as a stepfather) likes to bring his gun everywhere. If he weren’t a paranoid alcoholic narcissist who thinks we’re all out to get him (oh, did I mention his hands shake when he’s sober?) I might be like, “Live and let live” but he knows he’s not…

But she added on WEST so that’s all that matters now. She’s his real-life sex doll, which is hilarious to me because I watched her sex tape and uhhhh...

So he should leave her? Or do you think it was just the stress of that situation? I know I’ve offered my husband and annulment since I haven’t been able to, but I’m grateful he doesn’t seem into taking me up on that...

She’s just always struck me as so great and funny.

A crafts table? Um, please tell me more. That sounds awesome, especially if there are kids in attendance because entertaining littles at a wedding can be a job in itself!

Pretty much. You should be inside making sandwiches for the menz, not running around like a harlot trying to get an education.

YEP, that jumped out at me very quickly. So fucked up.

Yes, exactly! Like, fine, you always envisioned having boys AND girls and there’s a way to make that happen AND give a home to a child who needs one. Fabulous! But the tone was like he’s been smothered by tutus for 20 years and has put up with all these chicks long enough so they’re putting a stop to the madness. But…

I’m probably going to get flamed here, but did anyone else get a weird vibe from the Faith Hill/Tim McGraw adoption story? They’re adopting a boy because he’s sick of living with women? Gross. I mean, it’s wonderful that they will give a home to a child who needs one but it’s a person, not an accessory or guaranteed…

SO rude and weird. And I remember the switch flipping from “you’re too young to settle down” to “when are you going to settle down already” and it happened in a flash. Growing up is so weird.

Oh, I fucking LOVE TJ’s and don’t care who knows it. Not knocking love for the place, but the ignorance is fair game.

I fully own I have a very complicated situation and a lot of baggage in this area and I show up and smile and bring a gift (I’d love to see the look on someone’s face if I showed up empty-handed). I swear I’m not strangling puppies in front of the children or anything!

Whenever I can’t figure something out I usually end up saying, “And why is the floor all WET, TODD?” to which my husband replies “I DON’T KNOW MARGOOOO.”

Ha, perfect direction note! I don’t think they would have crossed paths at SNL. He was there in the very beginning and she was there in the 80s.

It’s freeing and yet when I shared this sentiment with my stepmom (we were driving back from her niece’s baby shower) she was kind of condescending about it, like I can’t just expect people not to have these events. I told her I don’t expect anyone to stop having them, just expect me to keep giving up my free time to…