I know there are, like, legitimate physiological reasons that pregnant women urinate frequently — like a growing baby pressing against your bladder — but I have another theory. I think peeing hourly in early pregnancy and then again in the third trimester serves a very important preparatory purpose. Think of it as practice for constant diaper changes, including in the… Read more »
Until parenthood becomes a very real part of your future, it’s impossible to fully appreciate the myriad ways moms and dads can screw up their kids. Forget the worry that you won’t know how to change a diaper or will give them the wrong baby food. I’m talking about creating fundamentally flawed individuals who will forever suck at life.
When I found out I was pregnant in July, it never crossed my mind that anything would happen other than a blissful gestation with a beautiful baby making his or her debut in mid-March. My expectations changed dramatically when, just a few weeks after that big fat positive, the bleeding started. Five days later, my doctor confirmed a miscarriage.
I can’t decide who was more deserving of mocking: the teenage boys hanging out at the Taco Bell hitting on almost-30-year-old women, or me for being an almost-30-year-old-woman alone at the Taco Bell on a Friday night.
I will forever remember 27 as the year I finally grew up — and not just because it was the last year I could legitimately describe myself as being in my “mid-twenties.” When I was a kid, I looked forward to middle school because those 12- and 13-year-old girls just really seemed to have it together. In middle school, I… Read more »