Ok but if I get a positive, you need to get the super-cheapies on Amazon, and see how many weeks until you get a positive.

My in-laws do not understand how I’m “still” pregnant - we told them when I was 8 weeks, and I’m due in the summer.

I’m 21 weeks. I still have some leftover pregnancy tests.

My parents had a “vicious” dog breed when I was born (she was literally the sweetest dog whose ever lived, but EVERYONE was like, “dog will eat the baby or at the very least brutally maim the baby!”), so they set up the nursery early, and for the last month, literally just carried a baby doll around the house.…

Would buy.

My cousin is a doula and whenever she tells me she’s on her way to a birth, I say, “I hope it is quick and totally boring and mostly pain-free."

Anyone looking at my FitBit data also would have been able to tell I was pregnant. Not from heart rate or anything. I was so tired, I went from ~8000 steps per day to less than 2000 steps per day.

Yeah, but he never had an abortion, so it’s all good.

We have this theory about my dad, that he doesn’t care what a person stands for, he just likes whoever is most likely to disrupt the entire system - good or bad. Like, he LOVED Obama until he was inaugurated, and then he was the same as the white guys, so he hated Obama real quick.

TRUTH.

Soap operas, too. Which also supports your point.

I had to get a mammogram when I was 23 years old, because my doctor had found a lump.

You know, I’ve been having trouble with Making A Murderer for that reason.

Once my male coworkers were discussing all the ways to survive a zombie apocalypse. Have a weapon ready. Never get in a car without checking underneath and in the back seat. NEVER GO ANYWHERE ALONE.

Honestly - this fear is such a regular occurrence in my day-to-day life that I don’t even mention it to my husband most of the time. But I still feel it. I know it’s not rational, I know it’s usually unlikely to result in my death or injury, but I don’t know if this is the time I am wrong and it is a rational fear.

I can’t decide if it’s worse to be him - actually alone - or that poor whale whose voice is in the wrong decibel and THINKS he’s alone because he can’t find his kind.

Do you think he’s lonely? That’s all I can think about. Poor Jefe.

I wonder how all of these people saying, “it’s just the best performances, they all happened to be white, it’s not a conspiracy or a real problem,” would be defending an Oscars with no white people nominated.

I like the show well enough - not my favorite but will watch it - but I wish it was just the parents. The kids are all fine, I guess, but they’re not that funny or interesting characters. The two parents are so entertaining. I love it, their storylines are significantly more fun to watch.

I don’t even like weed and I’m jealous of him.