I never knew how self-absorbed I was until I had my son...and I don't mean this as a negative. I was blissfully focused on myself, my happiness and my needs for thirty years. Switching your mindset to put someone first is difficult. I recently joined a book club and I read an actual book. I was only able to read at…

I honestly don't know what people are trying to convey when they either close their eyes or look away from the camera when they are taking a selfie. It's like, "You ain't sleep! You're taking the picture."

almost twenty years later and this scene never gets old.

Yea. I am imagining some "Children of the Corn" stuff.

One single day of life support and life-saving intervention for one of my family members totalled out at roughly 25,000 dollars. One day. Not only that, the health of the fetus may be negatively impacted as well, so there's that to consider too. And I'm sure the folks in favor of this policy won't want to spend a dime.

I am curious about how incubating in the uterus of a woman who is essentially dead will impact the fetus? Everything I've read says that the fetus benefits from the sounds of it's mother's voice and the feel of her touch. They learn about the world and people around them while they are gestating. Hell, there are…

I really miss awesome movie soundtracks (Brown Sugar, The Nutty Professor, Waiting to Exhale, Romeo & Juliet, Ten Things I Hate About You, Soul Food...etc). I remember buying soundtracks but never seeing the actual movies.

Male ejaculation. When they cum...skeet, skeet.

this is fucking awesome.

I lol'd at "resplendent bastards". That's awesome.

I really just need to get out of the tantrum/whiny phase but my mom keeps telling me that this particular phase won't end until he's twenty. I do feel that I will do better with an older child. I look forward to talking to him and hearing his opinions about things. Sort of like the conversations I had with my parents.

I totally agree. I was on maternity leave for the first three months then went back to work. When he was sixteen months old I was fired from my job. Now I'm a stay-at-home mom while I look for a job that pays well enough to cover daycare and living costs. I remember being stressed but happier when I was working. My…

I enjoy looking back on those years SO MUCH MORE than I enjoyed living them. I did enjoy them, don't get me wrong and I gave my kids a good and memorable childhood (I have the video and pictures to prove it). But parenting babies/toddlers/preschoolers wasn't my forte.

I can write a book about poop. It's everywhere. You study it for signs of poor nutrition and constipation. You find it in the oddest places. You're constantly cleaning it off of surfaces and butts. And there are so many colors and consistencies. My son once made a boombie that was such a lovely shade of…

Good luck to you. I think the most important thing is that you try very hard to be a good mother. I try everyday. I am not perfect, but I try to give my son the best I have in me to give. I am constantly reminding myself that everything is a stage and that it will pass.

I would like this comment 15 million times over if I could. The only friend I have who has a child is almost nauseatingly motherish. Her home is immaculate, she prepares elaborate organic baby food, never yells and she recently told me that she "stared at [her son] for twenty minutes" while he was sleeping. I was…

Thanks. I was sort of feeling like a bad person for writing what I did. My life is not a horror-fest. It's just not what I expected. I mean, everyone's house is so clean in the Pampers commercials, right? Naw, but seriously, I've grown immune to the snot but the poop on my floor is a whole 'nother story. We are…

Bunnies are assholes. I once bunny-sat one named Uncle Kracker (it was early the early 2000's, obvs) and he scratched the hell out of me whenever I tried to feed him. Who knew bunnies had nails? Who knew they had a dark side? So, since then I've been like, "Fuck bunnies". That's a whole lot of evil wrapped up in a…

Meh. I've told him. He's not pushing me into it. I just know that he wants a big family. His desire to expand the brood is like the medium-sized elephant in the room that we both ignore.

As a friend, if you feel so inclined, the best thing you can offer her is to take the kid out of the house for an hour while she takes a bath. If a single one of my friends had done that for me then it would have made my world. However, the fact that you are just there for her probably means a lot. Support is the…