I marry a gorgeous executive, have a baby, lose all the weight (most of it)--and move to a fine house in the suburbs with a welcoming new church. Wait--did I say welcoming? One teeny waaah! and new mothers and their crying babies are exiled to a separate room. At least there"s some enlightening conversation. Like about my husband and issues I didn"t even know about! And then there"s my aptly named mother-in-law, Queen Elizabeth, who can"t stand me. I"m about to lose my mind! So it"s high time for a visit to the Sassy Sistahood for some much-needed advice about men, marriage and motherhood!