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A tired mom holding a baby in a ribbed organic cotton onesie

The Truth About Baby Onesies and the 3 AM Blowout Survival Guide

It was exactly 3:14 AM on a freezing Tuesday in November 2017, and I was standing in the middle of Maya's nursery wearing a nursing tank that smelled strongly of sour milk and desperation. My husband, Dave, was hovering near...

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The Honest Truth About Finding A Safe Newborn Teething Ring

When my oldest started gnawing his own fists off at four months, the unsolicited advice came flying at me faster than I could dodge it. My mom told me to just rub a little whiskey on his gums, my sweet...

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Exhausted dad buried under multiple blankets looking for the best cooling blanket option.

The Search for the Best Cooling Blanket When Nobody Actually Sleeps

I asked three different people what to do about the fact that my wife and I were waking up at 3 am glued to our mattress like damp Post-it notes. My mum suggested leaving a window open, which in November...

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Why Everyone Lies About Receiving Blankets On Baby Registries

I was exactly twenty-three weeks pregnant with my oldest, standing in the middle of a big box store aisle in town with that little plastic registry scanner gun, staring at a four-pack of flannel squares while my mom insisted we...

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Messy living room floor covered in wooden toys and a half-empty coffee mug.

Why I Threw Out Most Of Our Learning Toys And What Actually Survived

It was exactly 4:13 AM on a random Tuesday in November, and I was wearing my husband Dave’s oversized college sweatshirt which had a highly questionable yogurt stain on the left shoulder. I was holding a lukewarm mug of yesterday's...

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Surviving Baby Clothing Stores Without Losing Your Damn Mind

It was 7:45 PM on a random Tuesday in 2016, and I was standing in aisle four of one of those massive, fluorescent-lit baby clothing stores, eight months pregnant with Maya, sweating through a mustard-stained maternity tank top. My husband,...

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Exhausted mom drinking coffee while holding a newborn in a support group

Dear Past Me: The Real Truth About Finding A Local Baby Cafe

Dear Sarah from exactly six months ago. You're sitting in the passenger seat of your sister's 2018 Subaru Outback, wearing those black leggings with the tiny hole in the left knee, balancing a sweating, lukewarm half-caff iced Americano between your...

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A messy pile of organic baby sleepwear and sleep sacks on a wooden dresser

The 3 AM Pajama Panic (And How I Finally Figured Out Baby Sleepwear)

It was 2:14 AM and the red numbers on my alarm clock were basically mocking me while I stood in the middle of our drafty farmhouse nursery trying not to have a complete meltdown. My oldest son was four weeks...

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Tired mom holding a toddler in a dark hallway at night.

Dear Past Jess: Surviving The Great Baby Saja Demon Incident

Dear Jess of six months ago: Right now, you're standing in the hallway at 2:43 AM holding a shrieking three-year-old who's absolutely convinced the walls are bleeding. Your oldest is asleep in the next room, snoring peacefully, completely unaware that...

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