I’m not sure exactly how long she was on the patch, but she started on Mother’s Day and probably was off the patch by mid-summer. I think a big reason she was successful was that she came to the decision herself. It wasn’t because a doctor told her or because she had some major health scare. She wasn’t feeling great…

I would always have my apartment window open and sit right next to it and blow the smoke out the window.  It’s crazy to think back now at ashtrays in cars, ashtrays in freaking airplanes, all the smoking in restaurants and bars.  Blech, it’s so gross, but seemed reasonable at the time.

That free package of ready made formula was actually really handy when I was crying hysterically in the fits of PPD at 3:00 in the morning and my tiny 5 pound baby was starving. My mom helped me get one of the free bottles I had received and the formula out of the cupboard and I fed my baby and instantly we both felt…

I did the same, but with a doctor and doula (the doctor was only there for maybe 20 minutes, each time). It was a good middle path, although they almost killed me by putting in an unnecessary IV drip with something I was allergic to. Ah, modern medicine.

Man, I don’t know when these stories started getting out of hand, but this contest is a lot less fun when the majority of the comments are overly long,  obviously fake, and extremely poorly written.

I agree, but...In 2016, I was decorating for Halloween, and I decided it would be really creepy to outline my body on some black construction paper and tape the silhouette to our full length mirror. It was terrifying out of the corner of our eyes, and my husband haaaaaated it. It really freaked him out. I had given…

OK, I just had a Pee Wee Herman flashback and subsequently snorted wine out my nose. Thanks, I believe I needed that!

LOOK AT ALL THE PRIVILEGE I WAS BORN INTO AND LISTEN TO THE PRIDE IN MY VOICE AS I EMPHATICALLY TELL YOU ABOUT ALL THE PRIVILEGE I WAS BORN INTO. BITSY AND MUFFY, WHO WENT TO HOLY SACRED BLEEDING HEART OF THE BLESSED FLOWERING VIRGIN, WILL TELL YOU I’M A GOOD MAN. NOW I’LL PRETEND THAT PEOPLE ARE SAYING THE VERY ACT…

YOU CAN TELL ITS TRUE CUZ ITS LOUD.

No, dipshit, but since the article is about reality TV and rape, he’s the relevant one. 

COUNTERPOINT: THE PLAYBOY SWEATER ~ IN THE CLUB ~~~ WAS A COMPLETE DEALBREAKER

Also damn like mind your own fucking business anyway

It’s truly depressing how many times this cartoon has to be re-activated:

Thode first few months are the worst. Even worse are the parents who somehow won the lottery and their kids magically started sleeping through the night super early. “Oh my baby sleeps 13 hours every night at 3 months? What are you doing at home?” AHHHHH SHOVE IT

Look at him, he runs like a Welshman! Doesn’t he? Doesn’t he run like a Welshman?

“Horton, Here’s a Poo!”

On behalf of humanity I thank you. This whole idea of people making their kids separate meals because they are “picky eaters” makes me insane.

Meal time with my three year old is like a goddamn hostage negotiation movie.

This comment took a weird turn.

The article “Innocents” (https://harpers.org/archive/2016/10/innocents/) from Harper’s Magazine in 2016 provides some great information about this and a partial answer to your question. Apparently, if the pregnancy is wanted and the doctor discovers the fetus has a birth defect and will not live long, the mother will…