Teenagers are obviously God's punishment for having sex in the first place.
It's a mystery of parenthood that your son can give mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to a stray, worm-riddled dog, share a piece of re-chewed gum from a kid with bronchitis and pick his nose and eat it on a regular basis, yet won't sit next to his sister because of 'Girl Germs'.
The truth is, my experience in matters sexual is limited.
Women want to be treated as equals, not sequels.
My sisters and I miss our dad dreadfully. But grief, of course, is the price of love.
As a breastfeeding mother you are basically just meals on heels.