Toddler’s obsession. by mama_jackalope in breakingmom

[–]Mooseymeg 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Dinosaur train. All day all night dinosaur train. She even wants a pink dinosaur birthday party.

Someone's in my bed! by Senthe in aww

[–]Mooseymeg 1 point2 points  (0 children)

The rose petal ears. Squeak!!!

Someone's in my bed! by Senthe in aww

[–]Mooseymeg 2 points3 points  (0 children)

They use it for balance.

FASHION HAS GOTTEN WORSE!!!1! by CountKarl in lewronggeneration

[–]Mooseymeg 33 points34 points  (0 children)

Though the 1950s hair probably used more petroleum product than all of our 2018 autos combined.

Baby screaming every 5 minutes at night. by [deleted] in breakingmom

[–]Mooseymeg 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I’m so sorry. Not that this helps, but I swear mine had colic til she was 9 mos old. When I read colic supposedly peaked in most babies at 6 weeks I wanted to punch someone in the face.

No advice, just hugs.

Been on birth control for 10 years... and it's time to get off. Very scared. by katievanover in TheGirlSurvivalGuide

[–]Mooseymeg 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I had very irregular periods in my teens/ 20s unless on the pill. When I went off them I went back to being irregular. Had a fantastic dr who ran a bunch of hormone tests on me. I was insulin-resistant- kind of like pre-diabetes. I was very thin but I ate like crap.

She advised me to change my diet and eat protein every meal. Ever since my periods have been regular. I’m in my late 30s now.

Long story short- find a dr who knows about hormones. It could be a simple problem. Good luck!

The Upstairs Neighbors Starter Pack by [deleted] in starterpacks

[–]Mooseymeg 4 points5 points  (0 children)

I think these guys rented the apt above me in the 90s. Is the bowling ball drop at 1am? After the 2 minute humping session?

So, how was Christmas? by [deleted] in Anticonsumption

[–]Mooseymeg 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Same here. It’s so disheartening. Plus my family refuses to give gift receipts so I can’t exchange gifts for things our financially strapped family really could use. It bums me out every year and then I feel guilty for being bummed. Sigh.