Why long-sleeve terry bibs actually saved my sanity and my rug
It was 11:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was wearing a cream-colored cashmere blend sweater. I know. Stupidity at its absolute finest. Leo was exactly six months and four days old, strapped into his high chair like a tiny,...
Why I Tossed Half My Baby Shirts (And Exactly What I Buy Now)
I was sitting on the floor of my oldest’s nursery, staring at a rigid, non-stretching denim baby button-down that some well-meaning relative had gifted us, realizing there was zero chance I was getting it over his giant 99th-percentile head without...
A Letter To My Freaking Out Past Self About Winter Baby Hats
Dear 2017 Sarah, You're currently standing in the hallway of the apartment, staring at the front door like it's a portal to hell. It's mid-November. Maya is exactly three weeks old. You're wearing those gray maternity leggings with the breastmilk...
The Truth About Babyspielzeug Holz And Keeping Your Baby Safe
When I was pregnant with Maya, my mother-in-law cornered me at my baby shower holding a terrifying, neon plastic saxophone that played a high-pitched, vaguely demonic version of 'Old MacDonald' and told me it was the best toy ever because...
My 2 AM Meltdown Over a Plush Rabbit With Blanket in the Crib
The baby monitor screen was incredibly grainy, but it was clear enough to show me my absolute worst nightmare at two in the morning. I was standing in my kitchen, bleary-eyed, folding a stack of shipping boxes for my Etsy...
The Absolute Chaos of Losing Your Kid's Favorite Pink Baby Blanket
It was ten o'clock on a Tuesday night, and I was up to my elbows in a trash can outside a Buc-ee's somewhere on I-45, digging past half-eaten brisket sandwiches and giant soda cups. My husband was holding a flashlight,...
Why that rainbow baby blanket stayed completely out of our crib
I was staring at a pile of crumpled tissue paper in my mother-in-law's living room when I finally unwrapped it. It was a rainbow blanket, heavy and soft, knitted by an auntie who knew exactly what my previous year had...
Finding the Right Wintersack Kinderwagen (Without Boiling Your Baby)
On Tuesday, three different people gave me completely conflicting advice about taking my 11-month-old son outside in the Portland winter. My mother-in-law told me to bundle him in three layers of wool plus a down jacket, a neighbor in gym...
Why I Finally Stopped Fighting Blankets for Baby Sleeping Bags
It's 2:14 AM. I'm standing over a crib, attempting to fold a standard square blanket into some kind of secure, un-kickable origami structure around my eleven-month-old son. He is currently employing the evasive maneuvers of a startled squid. Every time...