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The Physics Of A Kuscheldecke Gross (And Why I Tasered My Baby)
We were twenty minutes into a severely delayed family movie night, the Portland rain was hammering the windows, and I made a tactical error. I grabbed the massive, fluffy gray fleece blanket we bought at a big box store three...
Pants Windeln: The Unexpected Glitch in the Diaper Transition
Yesterday morning, my mother-in-law told me I need to put my 11-month-old in pull-ups immediately because he's standing up in his crib. An hour later, a guy at my local Portland roastery holding a pour-over confidently explained that disposable training...
Welche Babydecke-Größe braucht man? Der völlig chaotische Guide
Ich war in der 36. Woche schwanger mit Leo, trug eine uralte, an den Knien völlig ausgeleierte graue Jogginghose von meinem Mann, die ich heroisch unter meinen massiven Bauch gerollt hatte, und schwitzte wie verrückt. Es war August. Ich stand...
Dear Sleep-Deprived Me: That Babydecke aus Wolle Was the Answer
Dear Sarah from last November, You're sitting on the cold kitchen tiles right now, wearing Mark's paint-stained gray sweatpants, surrounded by crushed Cheerios that Maya threw on the floor like, three days ago. You're holding a mug of Folgers that...
That 2 AM Wool Blanket Panic (And What I Finally Figured Out)
Maya was four months old, it was the middle of January, and the radiator in our apartment was making that rhythmic clanking sound that meant it was trying—and failing—to produce actual heat. I was sitting on the couch at 2:14...
Dear Past Me: The Messy Truth About Waterproof and Plastic Bibs
Dear Sarah from six months ago, You're currently standing in the baby aisle of that ridiculously overpriced boutique downtown. It’s exactly 10:15 AM on a Tuesday, and you're wearing those black lululemon leggings that definitely have a crusty yogurt stain...
Real Talk on Geburtsgeschenke Jungs: Gifts We Actually Used
I'm literally sitting on my living room floor with a trash bag in one hand and a pair of kitchen scissors in the other, trying to aggressively dismantle a three-tiered "diaper cake" constructed entirely of newborn-sized diapers and thick blue...
Why tired British parents desperately need a große kuscheldecke
It was 4:13 AM on a Tuesday, and I was pinned to the living room sofa under what was ostensibly sold to me as a "generously sized" throw. On my left collarbone lay Twin A, emitting a low, rhythmic wheeze...
Dear Tom: Buy a fußsack für babys before the winter sleet hits
Dear November Tom, You're currently standing outside the off-licence on a Tuesday afternoon. The sleet is doing that highly specific, horizontal London thing where it somehow manages to rain entirely upward. Both girls have just simultaneously scissor-kicked their hand-knitted cellular...