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The Brutally Honest Truth About Buying an UPPAbaby Stroller
My husband was holding an iced coffee that was dripping condensation all over a display of breast pumps, staring at the price tag like it had just insulted his ancestors. We were standing in the middle of Buy Buy Baby—RIP...
Wait, Is Whatever Happened to Baby Jane a New Organic Brand?
It was 11:43 PM on a Thursday. I was wearing Dave’s raggedy college sweatpants with a deeply questionable yogurt stain on the left knee, balancing a lukewarm cup of decaf coffee on my chest—why do I even bother with decaf,...
The Toddler Nepo Baby: Surviving Sandpit Privilege
"Get them into St. Jude's nursery now by calling your Aunt Susan," my mother-in-law hissed over a lukewarm cup of Earl Grey last Tuesday, as if we were discussing a covert military op rather than a place where kids eat...
when can u find out babys gender (and the bathroom floor incident)
I was sitting on the cold hexagonal tiles of our half-bathroom at exactly 8:14 PM on a Tuesday, wearing Dave’s stained college sweatpants, aggressively squeezing my own index finger while trying not to pass out. There was blood on the...
Staring Contests: When Do Babies' Eyes Actually Change Color?
It's 4:13 a.m. and I'm locked in a deeply unsettling staring contest with my daughter. The flat is entirely silent save for the hum of the fridge and the distant siren of a London ambulance, but in the dim amber...
When Do Babies Say Their First Word? My Honest Mom Truth
I was sitting cross-legged on our living room rug, shoving a laminated flashcard of an apple into my oldest son’s face while he actively tried to eat the corner of it. He was thirteen months old. The girl down the...
The Truth About When Your Baby Actually Sits Up
When my daughter Maya was five months old, I got three entirely different pieces of advice about her sitting up in the span of about twenty-four hours. My mother-in-law, bless her, came over and immediately started shoving Maya into the...
When Do Babies Sleep Through the Night? The Brutal, Exhausting Truth
It was exactly 3:14 AM on a Tuesday. Maya was four months old, and I was sitting on a violently blue yoga ball in the middle of her nursery. I was wearing my husband Dave's old college sweatpants—the ones with...
When Do Babies Start Sleeping Through The Night? A Dad's Guide
It's 3:14 am on a Tuesday, and I'm currently having a heated internal debate about whether the shadow in the corner of the nursery is a pile of laundry or the ghost of my pre-parenting freedom. Twin A (the loud...