We need to set the record straight on Attachment Parenting because too many are thinking it's an oppressive, hovering form of taking care of your kids. It's not. It's actually nothing new -- it's not some trend -- and Dr. Bill Sears didn't invent the concept. And contrary to how most media outlets are portraying it, it doesn't mean you are physically attached to your baby all the time. Dr. Sears isn't some freak pushing some extreme parenting agenda that demands you breastfeed your baby until he's 16. He just wrote about a natural way to parent -- a way many have been doing it for thousands of years -- and he just put it in books because, you know, people like to read books and open their minds to different ways people do things.

There is actually a good chance that even if you never heard of Dr. Sears or Attachment Parenting before this whole Time magazine cover story came out, you may have even practised it yourself.

We all know by now that Jessica Simpson is not "still pregnant." She finally delivered baby girl Maxwell Drew Johnson in Los Angeles on Tuesday. And now that we've gotten a look at photos of her delivery room suite, it looks like JSimps might have out-diva'd Beyonce herself in the delivery department.

Word has it Simpson and Eric Johnson snagged Cedars Sinai's luxurious three-room, two-bath suite to meet their new daughter, and it is sweeeeeet. We're talking flat screen TVs, private living room for sister Ashlee and crew to hang out and talk about the new addition to the fam, and of course a shower stall large enough to fit a soccer team.

Want a look? We've got pictures!

Think the Sweet Sixteen parties have gotten out of control? Wacky parents are throwing raves for their babies. Because nothing screams baby like someone so high they suck the toxic crap out of their glow bracelets and get rushed to the hospital, right?

Whatever happened to making sure parties "for" your kid were actually kid-appropriate? I know your baby may not understand the drug culture references right now, but guess what folks: the rest of the neighborhood does. And we're rolling our eyes at you.

Sometimes you watch a video and it puts you in a good mood all day long. That happened to me with this video. The mom (my cousin) who shot the video sent it to me last week and I have watched it every day since. At least once. Sometimes twice. Why? Because it just makes me smile. There is something so adorable about seeing big sister Jada seriously crack up her baby sister. No one else can get her going like that. Now that is love!

I have a theory. If we could take baby giggles and bottle them up, they could be used to cure all the world's ills. War. Depression. Sibling rivalry.

I can't put my finger on why it's so wonderful, to be honest. But hear a baby laugh, and you have no excuse to be sad. Which is why we have found five of the most infectious, most uplifting baby laughs you will EVER hear, and gathered them all in one place. Bookmark this baby, because any time you are feeling like Eeyore, these little cuties will pick you right up:

Call me a judgey mom, but when I saw the words "infant gets a lesson in street fighter," my mouth dropped open and my eyes got wide. But I redeemed myself! Swearsies! I actually watched a dad giving his little guy a lesson in one of the coolest things to come out of Japan since Hello Kitty.

And man did I get a fit of the giggles. I probably laughed as hard as little Ryder, although I can assure you mine was not as cute (is anything as cute as a baby giggle? Really?). That kid LOVED it! And what's more, I realized something about parenting.

Thanks to the Rosen/Romney showdown of 2012, working moms are all over the news right now. What better time to stop and reflect over your own working outside of the home, in the home, not working at all but letting the nannies and chefs take care of everything in the home, situations? Over at CNN the hottest article today features a mom who declares, "I can't afford to work," and sadly, this is oftentimes true in the world of insanely expensive child care and low paying jobs. (Although the woman in this article said she decided clearing $18,000 a year wasn't enough to have someone else take care of her kids, for some of us that would be PLENTY. That's after child care and commuting costs, you guys.)

After my first child was born, I also found myself in the position of working only to pay the babysitter, and sometimes (most of the time), going in the hole. But I worked, even though I totally couldn't afford to do it.

By the time I got to the end of Adrienne Arieff's memoir tracking the months she spent in India with the surrogate who helped bring her twins into the world, I was tripping over myself to get to a computer and look for an update on those sweet little bundles of cuteness. I almost wish I hadn't bothered looking. Because in my naive celebration of another mother's joy, I'd forgotten the new American obsession with invading the womb and ripping a woman to shreds from the inside out.

As technology has upped the chances for beating infertility, it's somehow become acceptable to respond to news that a woman is pregnant with the words "is it natural?" Attention, America! All babies are carbon-based lifeforms. That's as natural as it gets.