Why Is My Mouth So Dry & Sticky During A Workout? Experts Explain

JGI/Tom Grill/Tetra images/Getty Images I love a good, hard cardio workout on the elliptical or treadmill while at the gym. There’s just something about blasting my workout playlist through my earbuds that makes me want to push myself harder and farther than ever before on those machines, and literally nothing can hold me back — except for my incredibly tacky and sticky mouth. It doesn’t matter how much water I drink before or during a workout; I immediately look like a dog with peanut butter on the roof of its mouth as soon as my heart rate starts increasing. What...

A Family Didn't Hire This Nanny Because She Doesn't Want Kids

TikTok / @bridgetsucala I don’t have kids, and I don’t really know if I want them. Nonetheless, here I am, writing an article on a parenting website. I can speak from experience and say that not having kids doesn’t disqualify you from working with them, or writing about them (please do not contact my editor if you disagree). One family looking to hire a nanny, however, apparently felt differently. Bridget Sucala was interviewing with a family for a nanny position when they asked her a surprising question, which she shared on TikTok. “One of the questions that the family asked...

The Best Hacks For When Your Kid Catches The Stomach Bug

Instagram / @galpractical Nothing in this life is certain, but your child catching a horrific stomach bug at school this winter is about as close to certain as you could get. Whether it be a bug, a stomach flu, or *chills* norovirus, chances are high that your kid is going to catch something, and (unfortunately) low that they’re going to make it to a toilet every time. But, fear not, for one mom on Instagram shared her best tips and trips for puking kids, and you’re going to want these in your back pocket for when the dark day comes...

'90s Babysitting: What Were Our Parents Thinking?

TikTok When I was 10 years old, my family moved to a new neighborhood. It was one of those housing developments that seemed to be popping up everywhere in the ’90s, and of the 25 houses I’d say 20 of them were occupied by families with very young children. Those parents saw me coming, the oldest child in the neighborhood by far, and started drooling. It was the ’90s, you see, so the fact that I was a girl, a double digit age and — bonus! — the oldest of four children? What further qualifications could they possibly require? After...