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Aaargh! My one-month-old has either been nursing or almost sleeping ALL day. Reading this, I suddenly realized that I haven't peed since this morning. Maybe it's time to stop transcending all my biological needs and to let him cry for five minutes. It's a lot easier to type one handed than to ... well, you know.

I'm ridiculously addicted to Last Chance.

I think I love you. My baby was born two weeks ago. My body is an absolute mess and I've never been happier about it. It's strangely bizarre. I hated pregnancy and I'm really surprised every day that my stretched-out, marked-up body isn't giving me more stress. I'd also love to slap the shit out of the

Thanks for the good wishes and thanks especially for the hairbrush reminder. I just got up and put the brush in my bag right now!

I was due to deliver this past weekend. No baby yet. For once, though, the horror stories aren't scaring me. I just want to thank everyone for sharing. Lots of people have been asking for my "birth plan" and I'm almost embarrassed to admit that I don't have one. I want to see what I can do. I'll try natural. If

I have an English Bulldog named Dozer and you are sooo right! Reading about Leonardo DiCaprio's dog made me smile and feel a little sad. My smelly beastie is staying with my parents right now while I get ready for a baby (due any minute) and I miss him so much.

Is it bad that I want half the stuff on this list?

That's what I always thought it meant too. I've been reading through the comments trying to discover if I was the only one.

Thank you for this article.

It's not just anyone; it's everyone. EVERYONE has an opinion. EVERYONE has advice and scary stories and everyone wants to share. I'm at 37 weeks right now. Strangers have warned me against walking too much or too little. People I barely know check what I'm eating. I've gotten lectures for having painted nails.

See, I'm the opposite. I like the chatty aestheticians. I think they're generally chatty on purpose—to distract you from what's going on. It works for me.

I dislike g-string a lot more than panty. Then again, I'm a panty girl.

I called them undies as a kid, but panties is the easiest word now. Sometimes I'll say underpants or underwear. If I'm being specific, I'll call them thongs or granny-panties. I really don't get the panty-hate. It's an easy word and it doesn't have any negative connotations for me.

I mostly just call them panties myself, but I've seen a lot of posters here complaining that they hate-hate-hate the word "panties." Apparently it's a creepy word.

She is gorgeous and talented and, after watching this video, I am ridiculously jealous of her life.

I guess I'm one of the lucky ones with paid maternity leave. My work will pay me at 80% of my normal rate for 6 weeks if I deliver vaginally or for 8 weeks if I have a c-section. After that, I can take more time, I'm on my own for money. My partner will get two weeks paid paternity leave from his job.

I waited in line at Best Buy probably about three years ago. My brothers and I stayed out all night. My parents came and visited. We had a good time. Several people brought TVs, XBox machines, and footballs. It was fun and we were far enough toward the front that we got almost every voucher. I bought several

Thank you! I'm a few weeks ahead of you and I feel the same way.

Jessica Simpson's obviously still in the early end of her pregnancy. At one point I remember congratulating myself for having such an easy pregnancy and thinking it'd be great to have several more kids — although I don't think I ever wanted to be pregnant forever. Now, nearing the end, I just want it to end.

I think it's super-cute. The smiles on these boys are radiant and the beards are nicely done—not that they're nice beards, but they look totally realistic and totally ridiculous all at once.