Melissa Petro

After gaining as much as forty pounds and pushing a cantaloupe out my vagina, I wondered: will my body ever be the same?

My relationship with my father was never father-daughter picnics. Maybe when I was very little — or maybe this is less a memory and more of a wish — I have an image of myself as a very little girl sitting on my father’s lap, and we are both laughing. Perhaps my father enjoyed fatherhood when his children were very little, but that joy seemed to curdle into constant frustration as my brother and I grew up.

A lot has been written about what not to say to a pregnant person. Being on the opposite side of that, I’ve learned pregnant people make mistakes, too.

The other day my friend on Facebook had made a remark about how there are people who have multiple income streams and travel abroad constantly and drive cars and eat at restaurants every week and then talk about class privilege like they don't have it and in my mind I was like, Oh. Yeah. She’s right. In the past six months or so, my life has dramatically changed.

You may have heard the old joke that 98% of people masturbate, and the other two percent are lying.

Sometimes the fights I pick with my fiancé are really fights with myself.

A week or so ago I started shopping for a wedding dress, and guess what? Shopping for a wedding dress sucks!

If you missed my weekly column this summer all about getting engaged and planning a wedding, here’s the highlight reel: after doing

Especially if you’re a woman, people assume you’re hungry for a man.

How do you break up with a best friend?