Rihanna was totally mean, shitty and unapologetic to a sixteen year old fan who was simply trying to pay homage to their favorite popstar. So, I have a hard time supporting anything she does lately. She's a bully.

Just because a vagina can stretch wide enough to accommodate the exit of a baby, doesn't mean that a woman will want to be plugged with a penis of that size and girth on a nightly basis.

The Golden Compass series is fucking amazing. It is more subversive and smarter than any YA book that I've ever read. And if loving these books are wrong then I don't want to be right. I still cannot speak of the horror of the film version, though. That shit was awful and Phillip Pullman's work deserved better.

I haven't heard any mention about her health since the initial story about her car accident. Miss Claudette is such a cool character.

I also learned today that we should be taking the poo out of soiled diapers before we dispose of them because it causes a raw sewage problem in landfills. I didn't know this about wipes or diapers until TODAY. Yikes! I've been fucking up for the last 2 years.

Was it hard for her to find a midwife that wanted to do it? Now, that I know it's an option, I am sort of interested.

That makes sense. Thanks. Most of the hospitals in my area offer VBAC as an option, so I was under the impression that it was standard across the board.

I had a c-section after twenty-four hours of labor due to "failure to progress" (I stopped dilating at 7 cm). It was heartbreakingly sad and I felt so defeated. I know that VBAC is an option but would they allow your sister to attempt that at home? The risk of uterine rupture/adhesion is small, but I was under the…

I, too, wear a ball gown when I am playing with my child. Unfortunately, my child is presently potty training so the aforementioned gown is made entirely of Ocello Sponges and ShamWow Cloths. I call my look: "Impractically Practical". All the mommies in my playgroup be hatin'.

i wish you could've captured his expression in a photo because that sounds like a classic moment.

I think knowing is half the battle. So, I am sure you'll be just fine. As a fairly new parent I have to constantly remind myself not to saddle my son with my baggage and hangups.

I read somewhere that for a newborn, human contact and touch is as important as food. I totally understand where you are coming from. When my little boy was born I was totally stupified by this tiny bundle of neediness who really, truly needed to touch and be touched...to connect with someone. It was and still is…

It was my mom. And the answer is yes and no. My mom is a needy mom. She wants her children close and she is not above using emotional manipulation to achieve this end. Fortunately, she knows this about herself, so she's constantly self-correcting. Overall, she's a great mom because she is accutely aware of how shitty…

Cycle-sexualist? No, no. The word you are looking for is "Bicycual".

My grandmother was quite a hoarder. Even now, she is in her eighties with advance dementia, she still hoards. When we visit her we have to throw out piles of tissue, expired milk and those single-serving cereal boxes. That orphan state of mind is even more pronounced now. It's almost like she's reverting back to that…

For some reason the candy part really got to me. My grandmother was raised in an orphanage. As a mother she was a true enigma: detached but protective, concerned but cold, abusive but in desperate need of love and acceptance. She was a black girl in an orphanage in the 1940s. She didn't know much about love. I'm sure…

In my twenties I was a B. After gaining weight and having a kid I now have double Ds. I preferred the freedom and look of smaller breasts. They were also appreciated by the men I allowed to behold their awesomeness. I don't think anyone here is dissing the less-mammaried. In the end, big or small, they're just titties.

Why would you consume the food of someone you were an asshole to?

Yes to all of this. Except for me it is Tina Turner. And she comes to my house and sings a lullaby version of "Proud Mary" to my toddler when he is restless.

Damn all of these clothing articles today. All of them are making me feel old and disconnected because I am looking at the picture for this article and I'm like, "Yea, that's NOT appropriate." However, there is a mighty chorus among the commenters saying, "Fuck yea, wear what you want!" So, either I am old or the…