One of the scariest stories I heard was about a chef and her also chef husband. For whatever reason, didn't realise she was pregnant until delivery. And chefs are not known for their sensible lifestyles (coffee, booze, cigarettes, cocaine...)!

When I told people I was knocked up, some of the first responses I got were stories about people who didn't know they were pregnant. Maybe not for the whole nine months, but 20 weeks or more. Some were stories about people who were overweight or obese, but some were about people who just didn't show any symptoms…

Anonymous internet person here: I didn't have a single bonus or no show! It was great, but it was also a cocktail wedding without assigned seating, so it wouldn't have been a huge deal.

It has, but now he's been charged: http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/ji…

Hell no! More like donuts and leftover halloween candy. But really just carbs. Oh so many carbs.

I shouldn't have watched that. Now i want a trash bag of potatoes, too :(

Please do! War on Christmas aside, donations to help women get abortions in my name would make for a winesnob full of Christmas cheer!

Quelque Chose is good, but I don't recommend warming it up. Neither my husband nor I could stomach it, and we eat and drink all kinds of weird stuff.

A couple of my nurse friends opted for home births because they had low risk pregnancies. They also know the risk of infection to both mother and child that comes from delivering in a hospital. They used midwifes that are university trained and certified by the government (I suspect I am from the same land as…

And thus #teampie forever. Pie is about flavour over aesthetics, cake is (or has become) about aesthetics over flavour.

FOR REAL. I'm 20 weeks, and here to tell you that it doesn't get any better. People I know are very "don't lift that, don't eat that, are you sure you're okay?" I'm pregnant, not a child.

Bob Hoskins from Mrs. Henderson Presents. It's old man peen, but I respect Mr. Hoskins regardless.

I met my husband after reading He's Just Not That Into You. It's a ridiculous book, and in theory should only be about 1 page long. But by reading the whole damn thing I was able to get it through my thick skull just how fucked up my dating habits were - ie why am I chasing down shitty guys who don't want to date me?…

I wouldn't worry about that. While his views about women are certainly medieval enough, he's otherwise WAY too left wing for fox. I doubt he would have ever worked for the Sun or the National Post before all this came out.

Indeed, except that the supreme court precedent was in regards to consensual street brawls, which seem more like BDSM than hockey to me. In hockey, there are refs and linesmen to break things up (somewhat) quickly, and no one has yet pulled a rock or knife from his pants during a hockey fight. Even using your stick…

For me it wasn't crutches, it was low back/sciatica. Wearing cute shoes so I could listen to drunken execs at a chistmas party wasn't worth the physio bill.

This is exactly the conclusion I've come to. 'Women' can only refer to humans, whereas 'female' can mean human, cat, crayfish etc. By using female, they're creating a distance between women and men, as if we're a different species.

This needs more stars!

whelp, that was embarrassing.

And now you've opened up a rabbit hole for me to fall into.