That was all kinds of awesome. And honestly, I think it would have been very hard to be a nursing mom and not put that baby to breast. As others have said, she probably saw that hungry child and felt her milk drop.

And yes, the risk of HIV transmission from a single feeding is very slight. In fact, as of 2006 WHO began to recommend that women in some developing nations breastfeed children even if they had HIV, as the lack of clean water put formula-fed babies at greater risk than the odds of contracting HIV.

One quick misconception to clear up. Ms. Hayek talked about giving away her baby's milk. Just in case everyone doesn't know, the more you nurse or pump, the more you make. It's a supply and demand thing, so there was plenty of milk for Ms. Hayek's baby, too.

Besides being evil and wrong, ideas like this are also fundamentally stupid. One very good reason to offer universal coverage and emphasize preventative health care is that, without a healthy work force, you have no way to grown your GDP. Not that I think health coverage boils down to economics, but even judged according to his own preferred metrics he is wrong. And stupid!

I read an analysis of this problem a year or so ago that, echoing what was written here, underscored that any parent can make such a tragic mistake when there is a perfect storm of change in routine and physical or mental stress.

It was terrifying to read, because it made me realize that it could happen to me, too. My husband and I have both had stress dreams involving leaving the car-seat in a parking lot of otherwise forgetting our son.

I think, as do many here, that when the tragedy is the end result of a consistent pattern of abuse and neglect, as when drugs or alcohol are involved, criminal charges make sense. And when the accident is just that, criminal charges just add to an overloaded system and accomplish nothing. Police and the DA made the same call in a Bay Area case not too long ago.

I grew up hearing this word more often than I care to think about. And while it is nowhere near as negative or offensive as the n-word (at least I don't think it is...), it is not neutral by a long shot. I got my first clue about that when my mother forbade me to use it.

Washed up, unfunny Jackie Mason obviously knows this, too, as his wandering and offensive attempt at self-defense so aptly prove. This is a guy who pretty clearly can't come to grips with the fact that the world has changed.

Oh Good Lord that woman is tedious.

First, to me, "pig" just means selfish or undesirable. I don't get the sexual connotation AT ALL. Have I been living under a rock?

Second, while Alec won't win any parenting medals for that voice mail, neither will the party that released it. And honestly, it sounded a lot like something my (excellent) parents might have said on a really bad day if I had been especially miserable. As to whether this was par for the course or a bad moment on Alec's part, we will never know.

Third, the "romance" aspect of the cited article is disturbing and disgusting. I am sure that some dads look at their daughters and see their wives at the same age. I am equally sure that many times they see their own face staring right back at them. After all, daughters can look like fathers; I look like mine. And even if daughters do resemble mothers, that doesn't mean romance is in the air. Unless Broadsheet quoted Caitlin out of context, that woman needs some counseling.

And fourth and final, enough with the crap about divorce. Would it be great if all married parents stayed happily married? Sure it would. But that isn't possible. And just because YOUR parents divorce does not mean you can't have a model for a happy marriage. My parents split when I was 11, but I grew up with an close view of my grandparents' marriage, a 55-year love affair that began long before I was born and lasted until my grandfather's death while I was in graduate school.

Really, Ms. Flanagan is just a self involved twit who gets more attention than she's worth.

For putting down all my thoughts on this. I was pregnant with my son three years ago and did not find out whether I was having a boy or girl. A friend of mine, also pregnant and also not knowing, was very honest about the fact that she strongly preferred a boy for all the reasons cited here.

I was gobsmacked. Here was a woman--an outgoing, friendly, sporty, no-nonsense, highly educated woman--worried about having a girl because of stereotypes she herself did not fit.

And anyway, it's not always one or the other, right? I loved dress-up and dolls and barbies as a girl. But I also loved playing outside and getting filthy dirty. It's not always one or the other.

I am beginning to struggle with the flip side of the gender stereotype coin. My son--my lovely, lively, ball-obsessed, car-obsessed son--is also extremely sensitive. He gets agitated by crowds and by aggressive children. When a toy mouse gets lost on Curious George, he cries until the situation is resolved. And I have been horrified to have two total strangers say to him--in front of me--that "boys don't cry."

Like you said, Kate. Focus on raising the person.