“Alternately, may crawl into your chest cavity and take up permanent residence where your left lung is supposed to be, leaving you unable to sing or, really, breathe well.”
“Alternately, may crawl into your chest cavity and take up permanent residence where your left lung is supposed to be, leaving you unable to sing or, really, breathe well.”
True...and the Looney Tunes cartoonists at Warner Bros. got away with just about everything possible. Just look at the cartoon short, “Bugs Bunny and the Three Bears.” On the wall of the bears’ house hangs a drawing of a naked lady bathing in a stream. No, really.
I loved sitting in meetings while heavily pregnant. “I snuck an extra person in here. Who is kicking me in the ribs, stop it!”
“Most often at 3 a.m. or during a major presentation at work.”
Depends on the baby. I guess they didn’t want to get into “by the way, your baby may in fact scramble around for hours on end like a crazed racoon stuck in a recycling bin.”
Not to be a Debbie Downer, but is the O’Reilly thing really a win? He undoubtedly got a massive golden parachute, and it’s a foregone conclusion that he’s going to fail upwards into some cushy advisor or public speaking role.
The key is to speak up and communicate with your partner. The division of labor that you have for the first few months will most likely stick so you have to make sure you talk to your spouse about expectations. My husband did 75% of the housework for the first 3 months or so. That’s what felt fair and kept me sane.…
Reality doesn’t change unless someone pushes back.
I’ll chime in that you’re going to have a great adventure. I had my kid at 38 and honestly, things are pretty much the same but more fun. The first year is tough just because you’re not getting a lot of uninterrupted sleep, but it flies by soooo quickly, and then you’re into a rhythm. My two pieces of advice would…
It doesn’t have to happen, but drama sometimes happen and things can be kind of shitty in the beginning. I’m not saying this to be negative, but it’ll be an adjustment at first. The first few months were rough for my husband and I, but once we both started getting more sleep everything got better. Now we’re really…
Why should you be surprised that he doesn’t use protection? The guy has never played defense once in his life. /deadspin’ed
I appreciate hearing this. I’m sure it can be legit overwhelming for a lot of reasons, but making it a part of your larger life and not allowing everything to be a drama-filled country song makes it seem more appealing.
There’s a woman I know who is currently trying to have kids and something I’ve heard her bring up is along the lines of “my husband isn’t around as much as I’d like and doesn’t do much housework, but hey maybe that will change after we have a baby!”I’m no expert, but something tells me it’s not going to change.
This. I do think that your attitude and approach towards children is so unique to who you are as a person, your temperament, what your socioeconomic circumstances are, your relationship to yourself, your partner, your family, your friends, your work/life situation, that it’s incredibly hard to generalize or predict…
I really don’t understand all the fuss over what kids do or don’t do to your life/ marriage/ body. I have a 3 year old with another one on the way and I gotta say... it’s really not as “life changing” or dramatic as people make it out to be. My husband and I decided to have kids. So we did. And now we’re just trying…
As another trans woman who was circumcised at birth and not thrilled that it still goes on, you really need to cut this bullshit out. Even if you sincerely believe that a circumcision is comparable to a clitoredectomy (lol) I can guarantee you that all you’re doing right now is pissing off would-be allies and giving…
Because my documents do look better in Word than in Google Docs. And, oh, I’m a lawyer so I don’t want my documents from my clients and for my clients on the cloud.
Also they bought the CR-V because they had a third kid.....Three kids! You are not fitting two kids and a car seat comfortably in the back of a CR-V.
At first I was all “What? This is beautiful. Look at that wonderful little Civic. Such a great little car. What a great family.”
Then IT CAME.
Lots. As long as “others” means other rich, white men.