I was all excited to be hormone free until I realized that the hormones were preventing the raging bitch to come out, and with a copper IUD I was ridiculous. Depressed, raging, angry, emotionally turbulent in every possible negative way. After begging my therapist to give me Xanax (they wanted zoloft instead), my…

I'm trying to figure out if you were at the same brunch as me.

Currently it's Lana Del Rey's "Young and Beautiful" that I'm listening on repeat. The husband and I have hit hard times the last few years - part of that the fact that we added 2 children to our marriage (cute stress but still stress) as well as the living and job and money situations we're in that make time for us…

I fed my kid beets one day and got a frantic call from my husband the next day telling me he was blood in his poop. Also, my other one ate a blueberry and it came out the other end completely whole and intact. That was amazing.

That nose comment jab was pretty low. I may agree with a lot of what you say but that part was super petty.

awkward.

Oh man, you made me snort food out of my nose with that comment. You win.

That was the best part of that movie. Totally irrelevant, I know. But still.

My 3 year old son asked for a hammer set and a Fairy costume. He's totally getting both.

If I were making more money my husband would totally quit and be a SAHD - and I'd be happy for that to happen! I think though that this argument is skewed right now because we have two kids who are under 5. Watching kids all day everyday is completely different than having the kids be in school part of the day. …

I loved Diet Coke until I realized it was a headache trigger. Same thing with too many peanut M&M's...which I learned after I was placed next to the M&M jar at work. Whoops.

Yeah, I just watched that scene and am not sure what is so absolutely terrible about it.

When I was in high school I got on stage and butchered a solo. BUTCHERED it. Hit it every rehearsal and butchered it on stage. Anyway, I've avoided watching that video ever since then.

My sister was dating a guy for a few years, convinced they were on a track to marriage and lifelong happiness. Instead, he broke up with her when she was 30 and she became reclusive. A few years later I'm totally bored about her talking about her dog, and I buy her match.com account for her birthday. Subsequently, she…

My husband and I went to a strip club for our bachelor/bachelorette party. We had a private dance with a stripper, he had private dances while I had my face smushed in boobies - we had a great time.

For reals. That baby is crazy adorable.

Yep, happens to me all the time. I wake up and look at my husband and am like, "You were a dick to me in my dream!" and he's like, "oh shit." Cause I will be pissed at Real Husband because of Dream Husband for a very long time.

I'm going to pretend I'm not sort of seething from the comment debates on how to feed your children and just say that I would love to have this job with all my might.

You know, we have a jar in our kitchen with some money for random expenses that our nanny can use to pay herself back with. Like if she had to pay for parking somewhere, or ended up buying lunch or something out. We always keep a $20 for that type of stuff.

Holy crap that video legit made me cry. Shit, maybe I'm PMSing again. Same thing happened while listening to Puff the Magic Dragon.