No, it's different and utterly unique for her, because she's a pop star. Stop trying to feel things as intensely as your pop superiors. Sheesh.

New band name: Dissenting Tumbleweeds?

*checks the landscape, sees only tumbleweeds rolling and Sadisticbeez...*

Especially the latter.

This makes me almost think she was just doing her job, and doing it exceptionally well. Maybe they were looking for a good excuse to close down the paper all along.

Probably a bit of both. I do have an excellent withering stare.

Crazy is crazy. Having kids doesn't change that, although it can make it worse.

Huh. My kid thought she'd lost a new watch she'd gotten from her dad today. She said to me, "I knew you'd kill me if I didn't find it, so I retraced my steps. Train station, street, movie theater - found it!" Then she went on to list all the punishments she thought I would have meted out if she hadn't found it -…

In-laws. Sheesh. Ammirite?

"...so that they can start calling you at 10pm wanting to know what a firewall is and how to adjust its settings.

Mein Herz flattert ja schon! (My heart's all a-flutter - German)

My (non-English-speaking) mother-in-law: Go check your e-mail, I just forwarded you something really urgent!

Okay, Ellafitz qualifies as a cool name. I'd be bummed if I was the cat who got stuck with Gerald though, 'cause I just know I'd end up being called Jerry, and everyone knows that's a mouse name.

We have sibling cats, a brother and sister. We wanted to give them names of a male and female that were close but not necessarily romantic. After much debate we settled on Ella and Louis, since we also have about a million old jazz albums.

1) If it were a bike, you'd lock it up even for a few minutes, because bikes get stolen all the time. No one cuts you any slack because you have a baby - on the contrary, they may assume you won't be able to run after them.

I'm not complaining about the article - I wish other women had told me more about physical changes, too. I'm just bummed by all the comments saying, basically, "Well, that ties it, no kids for me because it's a physical risk and sort of gross."

I don't mean that you won't worry or be afraid, I just mean it's a waste of time. I am a Class-A worrier and angster, but in retrospect re: pregnancy and birth, it was totally useless.

Around 24" - 60cm.

Suffice it to say that, due to Li'l UrbanAchiever's massive size, it took two midwives, three doctors (two of them tag-teaming my belly from the side), forceps, a vacuum, two burst vacuum tubes and Mr. UA pushing my shoulders up from behind to get that kid out. It was very exciting, even in my disoriented state.

Life, aging, childbirth: not for the squeamish. A life worth living is a life worth taking certain risks. Reading all the "Ew, pregnancy and childbirth, icky!" posts just bums me out. If you really don't want kids in the first place, well, you hardly need the justification of getting taffy boobs and a temporarily…