Common knowledge says that men can’t breastfeed. But … can they? In a kind of awesome article over at Slate.com, writer Michael Thomsen decided to see if he—a 33-year-old male—could lactate after reading that Charles Darwin said it was possible for men to produce milk and looking up a Bible verse (Numbers 11:12, which reads, “Carry them in your bosom, as a nursing father bears the sucking child”) implying that men breastfeeding was once common. Keep reading »
Here is your cute porn for the day. Dog (who just so happens to look like my parent’s pooch) loves baby. Dog jumps for baby over and over again. Dog will not be deterred from mission. In other news, Osama Bin Ladin is dead. Gonna watch this video again. [The Daily What
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JWOWW is super happy with her juicehead boyfriend, Roger. “I didn’t realize how happy I could be in a relationship,” she says. “Hopefully I’ll be able to settle down and have kids within the next couple of years—maybe even the beginning of next year. I don’t want to jinx it. I haven’t really talked about it, but it would be nice.” [Life & Style]
I find this interesting because, sometimes, I think it’s hard to admit that you want kids. After all, we’re told that this is the quickest thing that makes guys run the other way. But if you want something, you have to say it out loud—right? So I applaud these celebrity women who, since the start of 2011, have been totally upfront about wanting to have kids sometime in the very near future. Maybe it’s going around?
Anywhere you can find women, you can find people trying to control women’s reproductive capabilities. I write a lot on The Frisky about attempts to deter women from having abortions. But in parts of Asia, there’s a problem that’s quite different: fertile women acting as surrogates who are kept in farm-like conditions for “baby breeding.” Recently, 14 Vietnamese women, including seven who were pregnant, were rescued from an “illegal and inhuman” baby breeding facility in Thailand. Keep reading »
Congrats to Facebook, which officially has its first namesake. An Egyptian man named his baby girl Facebook Jamal Ibrahim to express his gratitude for the role the social networking site played in the revolution. That is very moving, but we hope the name doesn’t become trendy. I wonder if they’ll call her “Face” or “Book” for short. And more very important baby news after the jump. Keep reading »
For the past three years, I have not taken any birth control pills and instead solely relied on condoms for contraception. These past few years, I have been a full-time freelancer without health insurance and I have prioritized paying for my anti-depressant prescription — anywhere from $100 to $120 bucks a month, depending on the pharmacy — over BC.
But if the Obama administration gets its way after a thorough review from health experts, the costs of contraceptives and other family planning services will be covered by insurers under health care reform. Contraceptives would be considered “preventative services” because they prevent unwanted pregnancies and a host of other health issues that come along with the stork’s surprises. Wouldn’t that be the jam?
Don’t get too excited yet, though: some “family” organizations are already whining that pregnancy is “not a disease” and birth control should not be considered a preventative service. Keep reading »
She’s perfect! Perfect! This little baby black swan puts Natalie Portman to shame. [BuzzFeed] Keep reading »
Another episode of “The Real Housewives of Atlanta,” another one of Phaedra Park’s bizarre photo shoots with Spark St. Jude. Only this time, instead of pickles, there is poop! Baby Ayden “fired off” a load on Phaedra’s hand. Luckily, Apollo, the baby’s
father babysitter, comes to the rescue while Phaedra, a woman bereft of all motherly instincts, stares at her hand in disbelief. She’s never been so up close and personal with baby poop before. OK … where’s the nanny hiding? We know she’s got one. Keep reading »
This Thanksgiving, I arrived at my aunt and uncle’s house to see my 7-year-old nephew in the backyard pulling a plastic toy bow-and-arrow about 2 feet away from my 5-year-old niece’s face. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?” I barked before I even said “hello.” I pushed the plastic arrow so it was away from her face and aiming towards the ground.
“We’re playing with my bow-and-arrow!” My nephew told me, defensively.
“Yeah!” My niece said, still young enough to be adorably oblivious to how close she was to becoming a Cyclops.
“You don’t hold a bow-and-arrow so close to someone’s face!” I snapped. “She could lose an eyeball that way. Aim it towards the ground!” I stomped off, shooting a dirty look at my brothers-in-law who were standing nearby but perhaps not paying close enough attention to their kids.
Hours later we were all on the living room floor playing a rousing game of sea life-themed Go Fish. The 5-year-old sat in my lap while we played together as a team. Then her 3-year-old sister, this adorable little blond peanut of a girl, wanted to sit on my lap, too. There’s something about snuggling a little kid — especially one with a lisp, who pronounces “crab” as “cwab” — that can make a woman’s ovaries go completely bonkers. Keep reading »