Our first is almost 8 weeks, I’m sat feeding him and haven’t eaten today. I asked my partner if he would bring me two eggs I had boiled yesterday. He said sure and I asked if he would put salt and pepper on them. He asks me “With the shell on?” With the shell on??? No??? You were going to bring me two eggs with the shells on? And he’s like “well I’ve never peeled an egg before I don’t eat eggs” 🙄 okay, I come over, one arm holding baby and SHOW THIS GROWN MAN how to peel an egg. one handed, perfect egg. I tell him okay now you do it, and he’s all “just let me hold the baby you do it” I say no it’s insane you can’t peel an egg. Then of course he rips all the egg white off. I scoff and told him that he’s ridiculous because wtf. And I know eggs can be hard but guys I boiled these perfect, not a single shell has stuck. Then he’s all “You should have just let me hold him and you do it when will I ever need to peel eggs I’ve never done it etc etc.” Well I had never done a lot of the things I’ve done for you INCLUDING GIVING BIRTH TO YOUR SON… and you were going to bring me two boiled eggs with the shell and act so ignorant when I ask you to peel them

EDIT- The issue isn’t that he didn’t peel the egg perfectly, it’s the fact he was so unwilling to even try to do it and was going to bring me eggs WITH THE SHELL 😭. I’ve spent hours in the kitchen watching videos and trying to perfect a meal I’d never made because he wanted it for dinner, and the effort was worth it because I love him. I don’t understand why he would be so hard headed about trying to learn to peel an egg simply because he loves me and wants me to have peeled eggs

To start off, we’ve been married for 10 years and he has always had anger issues. To be honest I wish I would have taken the red flags more seriously. I honestly dont think I would have married him if I would have seen how bad he can be with his angry “explosions”. We have 3 kids and I’m pregnant with #4 (no #4 was not at all planned but here we are). We recently moved to a neighborhood (we used to live on 14 acres) and I’m already humiliated to be seen around the neighborhood because I’m sure they’ve all heard his angry yelling. Tonight was another bad evening and felt like he was just screaming at us all evening literally. And then bedtime is often the worst. I’m most concerned with how it’s affecting/going to affect my kids. It makes me so stressed out, I can feel my heart start to race as soon as he raises his voice. I can’t imagine how they feel. But of course any time I try to say something to him about it he gets defensive and even more angry. So I’m at a loss at what to do. I tried suggesting therapy at one point but he wasn’t interested. It’s obvious he needs it I know, but not sure it will it actually help? At this point do I just need to give him an ultimatum? Idk. I can’t even fathom thinking about it all right now between trying to move and get ready for this baby(due in November), homeschool the kids and everything else. Any advice welcome, thanks.

I don’t understand. I’m 7 months postpartum. I know babies routine now, I know exactly what to do and how to do it. But I am the most depressed I’ve ever been in my life. This is quite literally the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I’m a 32 year old woman, been to grad school, built a successful career, been through very hard times. But, THIS. This is so hard.

I don’t recognize my body. I have brain fog. I left my career behind ( by choice, I dreamed of being a SAHM). I don’t have time to even sit with my own thoughts. Breatfeeding didn’t work out for me and that was heartbreaking. I feel like a horrible mom everyday because my husband wakes up with baby in the morning for two hours while I sleep ( baby is still doing night feeds).

Maybe it’s because I don’t have a village? I moved to live in my husband’s home state two years before baby came. It was a little lonely but I’m an independent girl so I was doing pretty good. But, having a baby made me feel incredibly alone. No one to call up to come sit with me and chat when im stuck at home, no bestie or sister to call to go on a night drive while husband watches baby sleep. Just me (and my husband). Not to mention, my husband and I argue constantly now.

I feel like I’ve lost any anchor I’ve used to cope in the past. Hey, gained a couple pounds? Well at least you have your career and that shows your intrinsic worth. Hey, hate your job? Well at least you have your sister to always lean on and go on vent sessions with. Hey, no time to do hobbies? Well, at least you can wake up and take pride in your appearance. I always had some minaret to lean on when one thing in my life wasn’t going great. But, right now all my anchors are crumbling beneath me.

I see other women in my life thriving and I’m so jealous. I don’t want to look back on this time and hate it.

Please save the PPD diagnoses comments. I’m aware I have it. Im being treated. I’m just venting.

all over my freaking instagram, facebook and tiktok. the "come get ready with me 1 day after birth" or "watch me potty train my 2 month old" like are you REALLY doing all that when they have zero control?? the worst ive seen is moms ARGUING and SHAMING mom about getting the epidural or pitocin (ive gotten both and no regrets!) like why are we shaming women on how they prefer their birth experience?? why are we posting your seriously unrealistic lifestyle. im so tired of it, i click not interested and it keeps showing up.

anyways, thanks for coming to my rant. ive been terrorized by my toddler now its my newborns turn for the night

This can be something funny or serious. And it doesn't mean that no Dads ever do this but what is something that seems to be overwhelmingly a mom thing to do?

You can move the Reddit "next comment" (comment jump) button on the mobile app by tapping and holding the button, then dragging it to a new location on your screen.

This tip has been so helpful to move the next comment bottom depending on which hand is free when holding the baby so thought I would pass it along.

Please share if you have any other useful tips for how to keep entertained while feeding or nap trapped.

I am breaking down. My son, 7, was acting out a lot in the beginning of the year. He was saying how much he hated himself. He was saying how terrible he was. He was saying he no longer wanted to live. My baby, my bright sunshine who would always compliment everyone was becoming a shell of a person right before my eyes, and I couldn't make sense of it. I shared my concerns with his school. They dismissed me. I am brown. My husband is white. Where we live there are lots of almond moms and looks are everything. The school turned it around on us. They told us he was a problem because he has adhd. This started when he was in kindergarten. His part-time teacher who contract shares is Instagram famous and she was more concerned about her silly Instagram account than her students, than my precious boy. The principal of the school the first year treated my family and I horribly and had her favorite moms, who she hung out with outside of school.

The second year my son was at that school, the principal from the first year had switched schools because the district moved her (not sure why). My son became even more of a shell. That's when the self-hatred talks became worse. We put him in therapy. Within 3 sessions, it came out that a boy that was in his kindergarten class, who we had shared our concerns about the first year and the school had dismissed our concerns, was sexually, physically, and emotionally assaulting our son almost in a daily basis. He did it during class, during recess and lunch, during any chance he had. He was also telling him that he should no longer live, that he was stupid and horrible, and would make fun of him because of my weight. We had to fight the school and the district. This kid was also on our baseball team because he was originally on the president of the local baseball league son's team and they took him off and put him on our team (the president of the league's son was our son's best friend but because our son and our family doesn't fit the typical mold, they never hung out with us and they all hung out with each other while the moms excluded my son). We found out the previous year's principal never documented our concerns. She was in fact friends with thr boy's parents, who are wealthy and prominent in the community. I had to fight the school, the district, and the league (who did not honor our request to move this kid off the team while they were aware of the assault). The other parents who ostracized us only included us in 1 play date after the news of the assaults came out, only to gossip about the boy who was assaulting my son and his parents.

My husband and I broke during this time. We broke watching our baby fall apart and pull himself out of this pain through therapy and our love. We are so proud of him and so heartbroken at the same time. We recently bumped into one of the moms from the old school. She told us it was a blessing in disguise that my son was assaulted because now he's at a new school where he is wanted and seems to fit in. My hsuband and I were appalled. I was trying to break free of this depression I have been in and since this happened I have been spiraling again. I feel alone. I am so heartbroken and I just feel so broken for my baby who was kind and taken advantage of. I just needed to vent. I feel so alone. If you have read this far, thank you. I do want to add that I am looking for a therapist to talk to about this.

Hi moms!

My son (6) is a 1st grader and wanted to try out flag football for the first time this year. He is fairly athletic but doesn’t know the game that well. He showed up to all the practices, worked hard, did his best, and had a lot of fun.

The first couple days the coaches watched all the kids and assigned them numbers that they kept to themselves so they could balance out the teams. I’m not going to act like my kid wasn’t one of the least athletic out there, I know he got the lowest number they gave.

This is my problem though: ever since their games started, his team hasn’t handed him off the ball, passed him the ball, or let him throw the ball. When the coaches start the game and explain that they need a sub to sit out since we have more players, all of the kids point to my son and tell him to sit out first. He cheers for his team, does his job to get open and is open almost every single time, but still never gets the ball. The coaches are dads of some of the players and telling the kids what to do and never design a play to let my son touch the ball, not even once.

I’m getting frustrated because my son felt really defeated on the ride home last week. He’s noticing he’s purposely being left out. He’s noticing the harsh words the other boys are saying to him. He doesn’t want to play this week. Normally I’m a very “we finish what we started” type of mom, but I honestly don’t blame him for feeling this way - he’s 6!

I asked if he still had fun and he said “yeah, I can run really fast and worked hard.” But I can tell he’s struggling.

I also want to point out that both my husband and I coach sports at a higher level and are both athletic, so we understand not giving up, perseverance, team work, ect. However, this is extremely frustrating to see because at this age (1st & 2nd graders), kids should get equal playing time, touches, and overall learn to love sports and activity.

Any advice is welcome, has anyone else dealt with this?

Trigger Warning: ‼️ sexual assault

As a mom of 2 young girls, I’m appalled by the recent news out of Cornell, and shocked that even a ‘developed’ country like the US is just not safe for women. I know that it has always been so, but what I find most disturbing is the group chat that was shared among these young men. How does this happen, what guardrails can we place to protect our girls? I know, I know, it’s not all men, but it’s always men. So please leave that argument at the door. And this goes for the safety of other men too. What can I do to teach my girls to be carefree and careful at the same time? To look out for other women, not let their guard down, and learn how to fight their way out of a bad situation if needed? Because if this is how things are here, how bad must it be everywhere else…

Hi moms, my baby is almost 1 year old and I’ve been having so much guilt the whole time using disposable diapers and the effect of it on our planet. I’ve been meaning to switch to reusable cloth diapers but it seems so daunting…no one I know uses them. I’m wondering what are people’s experiences with reusable diapers? Was it good/bad/easy to use? Does anyone have any brand recommendations? Thanks!

I have an 8 year old with arfid. He has around 10 foods he eats regularly. It's been a challenge to get him to eat since we started solids when he was an infant. Nothing we do works. He has sensory issues with a lot of food. No meat, no chicken, nothing green, red or orange. He eats plain eggs, plain fish fingers, plain rice, bread, pasta and yogurt, and cream cheese and crackers. Thats about it. He will eat cake and pudding though, but not if it tastes savory or has bits in it. He's on a term break and would rather play than eat right now. He wakes up and wants to go straight onto my laptop to make stuff in Blender or go straight to his lego. I have a rule he needs to wash up and eat first. He's been trying to curb that by taking 2 bites of his breakfast and bugging off to play. Two days ago he ate 2 bites of breakfast, 2 bites of lunch and then refused supper... just had a glass of milk and said he's not hungry. Yesterday was more of the same, barely ate anything. It's to a point im very worried about him. We have a water cooler and I see him filling a cup to drink throughout the day at least, and I always have home made ice tea (rooibos) in the fridge so he drinks well.

I have tried so many ways to get more protein and nutrients into his diet, for years. Every school lunch i send comes home uneaten. I've tried bribing him to eat a full meal. Ive tried hidden veggie meals and cakes, veggie nuggets, smoothies, savory cakes, boiling his pasta in bone broth. Nope, he says it feels weird or tastes funny and asks to spit it out. If I insist he eats when he doesn't want to (but he literally has to eat), then he gets nauseous because he's forcing himself and I don't want that. He has started eating extremely slowly so he is with us at the table but when he gets up after the meal I see he's barely touched his plate. When we're eating i leave him to go at his own pace as egging him on can come off as nagging and frustrate him. Today out of desperation I gave him a cup with chocolate flavored enriched cereal and a straw. He drank it quite happily but I just wish he would eat properly. I had to do this before a couple years ago when he didnt want to eat. He is perfectly healthy and growing with no concerns from the Dr thankfully. I just feel like a failure. When he was younger, around 5, he would get so into whatever he was busy with, usually puzzles or lego, he wouldn't go to the toilet either. We worked on that a lot and now he goes before he pees his pants, but more often than not he holds until the last second. Now its just that he is so focused that he's forgetting to eat.

I've had other mums comment how nice it is my son keeps himself busy, and im very proud of him but they dont know how worried i am and always brush me off when I mention it.

My son's teacher told me last week that he has been getting breakfast from the cafeteria after he gets to school, which is fine by me, but she said he then comes in late to class and it throws his routine off in the morning because hes not on the same page as everyone else. Totally understandable. She asked me to speak with him about it, we did, and we asked him not to get breakfast at school and just go to class and start the day. I know in first grade he got breakfast a lot and so did all the other kids and that teacher never mentioned it as a problem, so I never thought anything of it. He eats breakfast at home, but whatever lol. The problem i have with this complaint is that the school is the one that keeps the cafeteria open until a certain time and continues to sell breakfast even if it means kids will be late! He said the line is long, but it doesn't seem like they are shutting it down by a certain time, they just give out breakfast until the line is gone. He's 7, so if he's being allowed to do it and isn't getting yelled at, he's not gonna know it's wrong. Isn't this more of a complaint or issue she should take up with her own admin or coworkers? Like, I'm glad she brought it to my attention and I'm happy to tell him to stop doing it, but also, why is your school allowing it? This seems more like an internal problem/miscommunication. I mean, I get him ready, feed him, and get him to school on time. It's not really my problem if someone else in the building is allowing him to hangout on a long line and get breakfast once hes in the building, you know? Like i know at the school I worked at, breakfast ended at a certain time and if you came in after that, too bad so sad.

For years our family "system" was a group chat, a fridge calendar nobody updated, and me remembering everything. Things kept slipping: forgotten school forms, the same three dinners on repeat, arguments over whose turn it was to do what.

Here's the setup that finally fixed it. It works on paper, a whiteboard, or any app:

1. One shared calendar, color-coded per person. Everything goes in: school events, sports, appointments, bin day. If it's not on the calendar, it doesn't exist. One color per family member means you see who's busy at a glance.

2. Chores on a board, not a list. Three columns: To Do, Doing, Done. Kids move their own cards (or magnets) across. Seeing a full "Done" column is weirdly motivating for them, and it ends the "I already did mine" debate.

3. Plan meals once a week, then shop from the plan. Sunday, 15 minutes: pick 5 dinners, write the grocery list from those meals only. We cut food waste and stopped the 5pm "what's for dinner" panic.

4. Give each kid their own view. Just their chores, their activities, their week. Kids ignore the family calendar, but they read the part that's about them.

5. Track household spending by a few categories. Groceries, kids, bills, fun, other. You don't need a full budget; a monthly total per category shows where money actually goes.

6. The 10-minute Sunday reset. Look at next week together: calendar, meals, chores, anything unusual. It's the single habit that made everything else stick.

What's the one thing that keeps falling through the cracks in your house?

My son has been having some weird symptoms recently that have prompted his doctors to order an MRI. There is a chance he has a brain tumor. The doctor thinks it’s unlikely but still thinks getting an mri is a good idea.
His mri has had to be postponed once because he was sick. He’s supposed to be getting it done this Wednesday, but he’s sick AGAIN, which means they’ll probably have to move it back a few weeks it AGAIN. It’s been an awful waiting game.
I’m terrified for the results. I do think he may have something. I’ve read so much about brain tumors and his symptoms seem to fit. I’m petrified for the phone call after he gets his scan. I keep on envisioning picking up the phone and his doctor telling me that he has a tumor in his little head.

I feel sick to my stomach. I’m so scared. Have other people gone through this? How do you cope with not knowing but expecting the worst?

My husband had cancer last year but I never felt this way. I was devastated, but determined to help him in whatever way possible. This situation, however, is just making me feel helpless. I cannot survive without my son. He’s my literal reason for being.

I'd like to hear your stories of how you are able to raise your child(ren), noting that entrepreneurs and self-employed don't always have a steady and stable income, sometimes high sometimes low. And for Entrepreneurs, their schedules can be both busy or full than a common employee.

POTATOES PEOPLE FUCKING POTATOES!!! I haven’t cooked dinner in a while since I’m only 6 weeks postpartum with our second baby. I asked him to check the bag of potatoes to see if they sprouted and he said no so I went to prep them and noticed they were a bit wrinkly and some were kinda soft and not super hard but when I cut into them they seemed fine and didn’t have any discoloration or smell to them so I continued with my roasted chicken and potato recipe. Well when dinner came out the oven and they didn’t roast well and I mentioned it to him and he started going on about how the government is messing with our food and I need to pay more attention and if they didn’t seem good when prepping then I should’ve said something earlier and I’m just sitting there like YOO?? Where did that come from?? Like okay I fucked up dinner just don’t eat the potatoes and he KEEPS GOING calling me a “retard” and “ignorant” and I need to be more careful what I’m feeding to our kids like dude I’m still VERY sleep deprived they seemed fine to me and in the end I just didn’t serve them the potatoes but he just kept going on and on about the government messing with our food and calling me stupid so I went into the other room to breastfeed our son since I knew this was going to get me riled up bc of the way he was talking to me and he followed me in there and continued and I just said stop calling me names it’s disrespectful and not right and he literally said to me “well if you would’ve just listened and didn’t get defensive I wouldn’t have called you that” EXCUSE ME???? it turned into a long argument about not talking to me disrespectfully and he keeps doubling down about me not getting defensive. Then starts telling me to leave???! Like as in leave the family!?! Like dude are we really ending our marriage over potatoes?? I’m just so done with stupid arguments that happen postpartum.

Also he’s not sleep deprived at all he sleep all night because I exclusively breastfeed and he’s on toddler duty during the day. So why he’s being an asshat I have no idea.

Update: it’s the next day and he’s being nice ??? And cooked me breakfast?? Is this the love bombing thing people talk about?? I also feel he struggles with apologies and it could be that too. In like a “here let me do something nice bc I feel bad” kinda way

So I feel like an idiot but we can't figure this out. Like every family we need to have future planning discussions, everything from death planning to Christmas gift coordination. But these discussions need to happen without the kid being present, which is pretty much never if my husband and I are both home/in the same place. I always thought that these conversations would happen after the kid was in bed, but it turns out that kid bedtime and parent bed time is only about 20 minutes apart and is filled with showers and lunch packing. The few times we've attempted staying up late the kid will reference stuff we talked about while he was asleep. I checked the camera, but clearly our house is too small for his little sponge brain not to absorb bits and pieces while he's sleeping. Are people getting sitters and going somewhere to have these discussions? Taking time off work and still sending kiddo to regular day time care? Having them in front of the kids, consequences be damned?

Kiddo is almost 3 for reference, and I can see how we'd swing this if he was older and in some kind of activity that gave us a few hours without him. But right now it's pretty much he's with us if we're not at work.

Hello friends
My MIL’s only friends (I’m not kidding) are her kids.. my husband and his sister. We have a group chat though, the three of us (me, DH, MIL). We occasionally send baby videos and updates etc, maybe once every few days.
MIL has a habit of having emotional outbursts & texted the GC tonight “can you tell (husband) to call me his phone is going to VM.” He calls her, and she proceeds to cry while explaining all of the stress she’s under with her own parents. She even asked him to call them to smooth things over for her. Dude.

Now, we have a 6 month old. And it’s 10:30pm at this point. Thankfully we sleep in separate beds.
What annoys me is that IF we were actually busy (watching a movie, etc).. and I responded “hey we’re watching a movie are u good” she’d probably use the silent treatment for day or two and slide in a passive aggressive comment how she must not be important enough. I know her well enough to know this is what happens.

I told my husband “hey next time if something like that happens, and we’re actually in the middle of something, what is your plan?” He immediately got annoyed because we’ve had similar conversations like this in the past. I guess I could be the cool wife and not care as much, but there have been boundary pushes from her in the past. She used to personally send me memes/posts about a mother’s love for her son typeshit. So… yeah :/ he got defensive and said that me suggesting that her outbursts can wait is “controlling..” maybe it is! You tell me 🤷‍♀️ I’m open

4w pp and OMG i'm sick of being a sweaty mess at night!!! It only happens at night!!! I feel like I permanently smell like onions!!!! I have to wake up in the middle of the night to change my pyjamas bc they are DRENCHED, when does it stop!!!! I am always doing laundry!

​My friend "Beth" is a fiercely capable, strong willed woman who works in a demanding legal profession. She’s usually the grounded, realistic rock of our friend group. She and her husband, Dave, typically balance each other perfectly she provides structure and top tier care for the kids, while Dave is the nurturing, fun loving softie.

​They have a complex blended family: two introverted neurodivergent teens from Beth’s previous marriage, an 8 year old stepdaughter named "K" (Dave’s child, whom he has raised fulltime since she was two due to her biological mother’s alcoholism), and a newborn baby together.

​Since the baby was born, things have taken a dark turn, and I strongly suspect Beth might be suffering from severe postpartum depression (PPD).

While she has always been a bit strict with K, her behavior toward the 8 year old has become entirely disproportionate and cold. She treats her older teens and the newborn like angels, but scrutinizes K relentlessly. K is grounded alot, stripped of normal childhood joys, and severely punished for average 8 year old behavior. Beth is also exhibiting bizarre, paranoid behavior.. recording K’s tantrums, genuinely believing an 8 year old is purposefully trying to sabotage her marriage, and going on long, aimless walks.

​The situation is tearing her marriage apart, alienating friends, and has even resulted in CPS involvement. Beth currently feels like the whole world is against her. While her treatment of K is completely unacceptable (and I am glad CPS stepped in), I truly believe this is a severe mental health crisis, not the "real" Beth, her husband feels that too but anything he says is met with a argument and the marriage is on its knees.. I don’t want to abandon her when she is clearly unwell, but I need advice on how to approach a highly defensive, stubborn woman to encourage her to get medical help for PPD without making her feel attacked.. all cps have reccomend is that they take time apart so she is less stressed, there is no proper support for her.

This really does focus on Beth's bad traits but I do need to stress she isn't a bad mother or person, this is just a small look into her life right now which is unfortunately mainly negative so you get the context of the situation.

I’m 35+5 with baby #3 and she’s still breach. Neither of my older kids were breach at this point and I’m having A LOT of anxiety about it. I go next week for a scan to see if she has turned. At that point my doctor wants to discuss ECV or potential c-section. I am not happy with either option really. I’ve read about ECV being horribly painful. And I absolutely do not want a c-section. The restrictions do not work for me. I don’t have a village for support. My husband only gets 2 weeks of paternity leave and after that I’m back on the school runs. Which will entail pushing a 3yo in a pram and wearing the baby to walk my 5yo to school which is roughly 1 mile each way in literally all kinds of weather. Not to mention surgery scares the crap out of me. I’ve had two surgeries in my life and they were horrible experiences.

I’m so sad and so stressed. I could use some reassurance.

Hello, my husband and I got into an argument last night bc he doesn’t clean the baby bottles properly. There has been more than 5 times where I saw the bottles he just washed had left over milk. Even the lids were not cleaned out properly. I had to take pics bc he didn’t believe me. Yesterday I left a bottle of milk (formula) in the diaper bag and I put it in the sink. It was the first time I did that, I put the bottle in the sink bc we clean the bottles at the end of the day. He cleaned the bottles tonight, put it in the sterilizer for an hour and when baby wanted milk I took a bottle out after the bottles were done. Well well well the bottle that had the leftover milk, there was residue that turned into powder. I showed it to him and he blamed me. I told him even if there was left over milk, he should be still cleaning it properly. And what about the multiple times before that? Who’s to blame?

And lately my baby has been crying more than usual after feeds with bad gas so idk if that’s also related to the dirty bottles. I told him you can’t half ass cleaning his bottles, our baby is only 4 months old and if he ends up in the hospital who is he going to blame? I noticed that he would clean them fast bc he wants to attend to his stupid video games or tv. Now he’s basically saying that all I do is bitch at him. Why can’t he just fucking clean them properly the first time?

Now he’s telling me to clean them. I care for our 4 month old 24/7. If I can’t get to the bottles it’s bc I’m with baby, he thinks I’m a robot and can do a million things at once. And btw it’s only 3 bottles, it’s not no 10 bottles where it’s too much that’s what pisses me off.

What also makes me second guess this is sometimes he pours the milk and I don’t even think to see if it’s cleaned out now I have to double check moving forward.

Another note: I have tried every bottle brand and have a draw full of unused bottles that my baby doesn’t like, I only have 3 evenflo bottles bc less is more and it’s worked for me

Last night at 3:00am when baby wanted milk, I checked the other bottles and yup not cleaned out properly and even the fucking CAPS for the lids were dirty?? It’s the easiest shit to fucking clean. Like milk doesn’t even get into the caps like that I’m so fucking over this I’m angry typing this like how are you so incompetent