Hairy men tend to get the short end of the stick, and we're sick of it! In the movies they are either played for laughs, or low class. We long for the days when a hairy chest was celebrated on men instead of rigorous manscaping. Not on our side for this one? Here are 5 reasons why hairier is better!
I never noticed that my marriage was rocky until it was almost too late. After our daughter was born, I realized I needed to give up some control in order to quit nagging my husband. I could no longer micro-manage trash day, toilet scrubbing and the proper placement of towels after a shower. I needed to begin to trust that even without my seemingly gentle reminders, things would get done.
When my daughter was born, I was determined to be a breastfeeding, co-sleeping, baby-wearing, cloth diapering, hippie mama. Nine months later, the only thing that'd stuck was the cloth diapers. I had just started my daughter on formula, she had been in the sling exactly five times and never once slept in her fancy little co-sleeper, which I returned to the store. And yes, I felt like a failure.
As a parent, I'm here to say that conventional parenting wisdom is wrong: Depictions of sex in the media are in fact more potentially harmful for your children to view than certain forms of violence. Here's why.
I understand a man wanting his son to be like him, especially in this particularly masculine way. But why put our son through elective surgery?
My daughter is in her first year of high school and navigating the world of girl drama, boyfriends and school dances. As painful as it can be to watch her suffer through some of this, I want her to know a few things that I wish I'd known at her age.
Anyone who has a sibling knows that sibling rivalry exists. It may not be at the forefront of the relationship, but there is always, and I mean always, some sort of competition between siblings, even if it's never addressed or discussed. But because some scientists apparently decided that there wasn't quite enough sibling rivalry in the world, they did a study, documented the conclusions, then shared them with the world to see. I've already texted my sister calling foul on this whole thing.
I'll be the first to admit that my interest in nutrition borders on obsession, but my husbands obsession? JUNK food. How will our differing food opinions and lifestyles affect our daughter?
Well, this is familiar, I thought as I helped my 4-year-old daughter into fishnet stockings and corrected the frankly amateurish lacing on her faux-corset Taylor Swift sings, "It's the age of princesses and pirate ships," and that couldn't apply more precisely to this bonding moment between the two of us.
In grade school all students were forced to learn the recorder, and it was fun but it didn't go anywhere. Then I tried singing and I embarrassingly auditioned to get in my middle school's chorus with no success so I called it quits. So, is it fair to say that all the attempts to get me to break into music were a waste of time? According to a child psychiatrists, even though I wasn't a natural I should have probably stuck with it or at least moved onto another instrument.