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It varies by where you live. I lived in Lancaster, PA for a while, and although it was a terribly depressing city, their Amish were on the more progressive side. They frequently met with nurses from the local hospital to learn about sanitation, disease prevention, first aid, etc.

I <3 cardboard applicators. I think Tampax is bringing them back because their plastic applicators are a bit on the wide end now. They have somehow passed from "EZ-grip" to downright phallic. They won't even fit in your pocket.

Me too. When I was told that I had to stick my fingers up my bloody vagina to get them in there, I was like "nope".

True fact: I refused to use tampons when I was younger. My mom only stocked the applicator-less ones and the idea of sticking my fingers up my bloody snatch was revolting at the time. Discovering applicator tampons was an enlightening moment for me.

Amen to this! I really can't stand the apologists that support Joan Rivers, Daniel Tosh, and their ilk. If you make an off-color joke and people are seriously offended by it, just take ten seconds to realize why they might be offended. The non-apology doesn't make you seem like a bigger person.

My almost-2 year old is 23.4 lbs and short. Prince George already outweighs him

You're like me. I was 100 lbs pre-baby, went to 145 with the first and 130 with the second, and my babies were way ahead until the last month. Then they just kind of stopped and chilled. Oldest was 7 lb 8 oz and youngest is 6 lb 5 oz.

I gave birth vaginally two times (one with fun drugs and once without) and not to be graphic, but I needed thirteen fricking stitches the time without drugs (second baby was a bit violent)...still, I felt better within a couple days. My friends who have had C-Sections said that it took weeks to months to even feel

I am tiny, giraffe-ish lady, and I have worn gowns. I have worn modern freaking art piece ballgowns and 18th century clothes with all the 18th century undergarments (you're talking 10+ layers including the gown). Both weighed 20+ lbs. and I never felt exhausted wearing them. If you are too weak to wear a gown, you are

Ugh, I remember one of my classmates scheduling her first Botox appointment on her twenty-first birthday, so she "wouldn't need as many procedures when she got older". Sadly, five years later she looks a lot worse for the wear.