Yeah, I think some people assume that a woman who’s a size 14/16 won’t have any problems with a vaginal birth, when it seems like it’s more about how you’re built, not how big or small you are.

I have a cousin who had an extremely hard labor with a 10 pound baby. Her mother was puzzled, as she’s “a big girl,” as she put it. Apparently her doctor told the mother, “yes, but she’s got slim hips.” My mother laughed when she heard this, as she’s only 5’2 but like me has a very hourglass figure with wide hips,…

This is really good advice, and I’ll try to keep it in mind next time. Since I’m usually really uncomfortable in these types of situations I think I’m predisposed to think I’m the weirdo for not being more naturally outgoing, and to assume that everyone else thinks so.

I know all about that situation. What makes it worse is that my husband’s extended family is VERY different than mine (we’re very liberal and laid back, they’re very conservative and only want to talk about three things: farming, Jesus, and hating Obama). Whenever I’m forced to visit them I count the seconds until we…

I felt impotent, and out of control, which I REALLY hate.

This is actually great advice. I sometimes feel like I spend so much time trying to appear normal and engaged that I end up coming off fake as fuck.

Normally I would’ve gone with this advice, but it was a work night, and I get up insanely early so I didn’t even bother. It’s also a lot of fun explaining this to people you’ve just met who are all like “drink! drink!”

Fellow introverts: how do you deal in social situations when you’re surrounded by extroverts, especially ones you’ve just met? This week I went to an after hours dinner/drinks thing with my husband’s c0-workers, whom I’d never met before. They were all very nice people, but I felt awkward as hell because 99% of them…

I’m telling you what, some mothers are just ridiculous when it comes to their sons. From the way my MIL treats my husband you’d think he was the second coming of Christ (thankfully he knows she’s ridiculous). This kid is going to be fucked up in so many ways.

What’s really funny is that the majority of them are RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE TOILET. So anyone who uses the bathroom is practically guaranteed to notice our lovely phallus shrine.

There are about 15 of these on the wall. Please try not to judge me for not painting over them yet.

I haven’t gotten up the courage yet to ask her, “Hey, what’s with all the dicks in the bathroom?” She IS a big Fifty Shades of Grey fan, so I wouldn’t be surprised.

We really should re-paint the bathroom, but it’s been too much fun playing “can you spot the dicks” with friends when they visit.

This just makes me want to watch “Deadwood” for the millionth time.

Happy Chair is Happy is quite possibly my favorite website of all time. Now I know why.

My house used to belong to my aunt, who sponge-painted the bathroom back when that was the trendy thing to do. There is a section of wall where all I see is dicks, multi-colored phalluses everywhere. My husband has confirmed this, so at least I’m not alone.

Five seconds into watching the first Michael Sheen scene, I turned to my husband and said “Give him a Golden Globe for this right now.”

YES! My first thought too. Can I have both at the same time please?

Oh I am SO glad I am not alone on this. I can’t stand Bradley Cooper. Something about his face just screams frat bro to me.

Aidan Turner’s hairy chest is everything.