Oh man am I going to catch hell for this, but I read the original in college and it made a lot of sense to me. I did pretty much all of it and wound up in a very traditional, happy marriage with the dynamic the book predicts for its followers.

When I was in my 20's my mom was in her 40's and plenty of my acquaintances had kids. Also my granny was in her 40's when I was born so . . . yeah, 41 =

Oh right, okay, we're playing this. Well it's about as likely that a man breastfeeds his baby as it is that a kid who can't get a date to prom is boning down with the (by all accounts) happily married older teacher with a big heart . . . right after some public foosballing in the school gym.

Well, as progressive as we want to be, you can't reverse the genders in every scenario in order to make judgements. My child latched on to my nipples several times a day for a year. Change my gender and that's weird.

I eat a nearly totally organic vegan diet, but it has nothing to do with being a good person. It has to do with my selfish concern for my own health. So if anything, it has the opposite effect, more like eating a cookie and feeling the need to go to the gym.

Hearted! Thank you! (If you for some reason wanted to read it, here it is: [www.chicagonow.com])

Thank you for saying this. As a "mommy blogger" I absolutely cannot stand that term. I am a writer. I write on the internet. Yes, my writing is mostly about parenting, but I feel dismissed when I'm referred to as a mommy blogger. Why does everything a mother do have to be a "mommy XYZ"?

I understand where you're coming from, especially after reading a post like this. In my own life I have also been frustrated with cops.

No idea on how people hide stuff for years, but I will be stealing "nerdgasm"!

I feel you. Just recently I started "investing" in myself, but that is after literally YEARS of not doing so and we can afford it now. I kind of feel like keeping myself up is making the home happy too. And I'm with you, transparency, friendship and 100% trust both ways.

Oh yeah, if I spent our money on excessive shoes instead of caring for my family and planning for retirement, I would have failed at this job. Sure, we can afford some "wants" but it doesn't feel like getting away with something to shoot myself in my own foot over a pair of shoes.

I handle every penny that comes into my house even though I earn less than 1% of them. I consider it part of my job as a SAHM to learn about investing.

I figured this was one-a them Rich People stories, but he's a doorman. And clearly distraught. I have to wonder if it has anything to do with harassing the ex?

Ahhh!!! #cotd

"we reward mother's who base their lives around their children"

I believe this is the Aboriginal The Big Bang Theory.

I was a little sad to read that too because both my girls end in 'a'.

I thought about your comment to go broke to put her in private, but we don't have enough in our retirement. As a matter of fact, I recently learned we are way behind in that dept which makes me doubly retch to think about. I mean, if I could invest that same money we'd be able to retire at a normal age. I just can't…

Nope, Chicago. It's windy here and you need a PHd to get into a good Kindergarten, which kind of defeats the purpose.

Yeah, I was pretty happy actually. The fact her little three-year-old brain tried to think of something I'd like and that was accessible to her really melts me in the ole thumper.