My kid's favorite chew toy is a blue baby tee (a survival guide)
Tuesday, 2:14 PM. It's aggressively raining in Portland, which is our baseline, but what isn't standard is the sheer volume of fluid currently exiting my 11-month-old's mouth. I'm sitting on the living room rug, watching him systematically destroy a perfectly...
Why the Haakaa style silicone teether finally ended my 3am nightmare
I'm standing at the kitchen sink at 3:14 in the morning, wearing a dressing gown that smells faintly of sour milk and despair, aggressively attacking a tiny nylon mesh bag with an old toothbrush. In the background, Maya is wailing...
The Truth About Why I Finally Caved and Bought a Mitt Teether
It was three in the morning, the floorboards in our old Texas farmhouse were freezing, and I had just stepped directly onto a plastic giraffe that was completely slick with baby spit. My oldest son, Carter, was four months old...
Dear Past Me: The Truth About Globuli Zahnen Baby Nightmares
Dear Jess of last November. You're currently sitting on the cold linoleum of the downstairs bathroom at 3:14 AM. You have a twenty-pound toddler balanced on your left hip, who's screaming hot fire directly into your collarbone, and in your...
Zahnfleisch beim Zahnen: Wie sieht es wirklich im Babymund aus?
Lieber Tom von vor sechs Monaten, Es ist 3:14 Uhr morgens und du sitzt gerade im Halbdunkel unseres Wohnzimmers in Hackney, während der Londoner Regen gegen das Fenster peitscht. Auf deinem Schoß windet sich Matilda, eine deiner zweijährigen Zwillingstöchter, und...
Dear Past Priya: What I Wish I Knew About Teething
You're standing in the kitchen right now. It's 3:17 in the morning. Your favorite gray t-shirt is soaked in an alarming amount of drool, and you're aggressively scrolling through your phone with one thumb while bouncing a screaming six-month-old on...
Dear Past Me: The Honest Truth About Surviving With Baby Teethers
Dear Jess from October. You're currently standing in the kitchen at 3 AM in an oversized, spit-up covered baby tee, staring into the harsh fluorescent light of the open refrigerator. The baby is screaming loud enough to wake the dead,...