Welcome to The B*tch Board, where moms can vent about their husbands, MILs, and more -- without getting caught.
The Facebook humblebrags of this fortunate few aren’t fair to the stay-at-home moms who are really in the trenches.
Every time I look in the mirror, I see a blob of a reflection. My belly, to me, looks way too big for how far along I am.
My daughter is in kindergarten and she's started making her own friends. And here's the thing: it's not all good.
These things buzz into my bitter mind when he asks to go out after I've spent all day with the baby.
They received wedding gifts from me, so they should have reciprocated.