The Completely Unfiltered Guide to Buying Baby's Room Furniture
When I was pregnant with my first, my mother-in-law showed up at my house hauling an antique, drop-side wooden cradle that had been sitting in a humid East Texas attic since 1984. It smelled like mothballs and questionable structural integrity....
The Impossible Task of Finding a Baby Winter Hat That Stays On
We're in the parking lot of the Skokie Target. It's twelve degrees outside, which in Chicago math with the wind chill feels like negative four hundred. Leo is maybe six months old. I'm shivering in yoga pants with a hardened...
How I Survived The Hunt For A Baby Sitter Without Losing My Mind
It was 11:42 PM on a Tuesday and I was wearing Dave's oversized grey college sweatpants that had a questionable bleach stain on the left knee from a laundry incident we don't discuss. I was hunched over the kitchen island,...
Why Every Baby Stock Image Is Lying to You About Safe Sleep
I was sitting on the floor of Leo's nurseryβwhich, by the way, was painted this color called "Sea Salt" that ultimately just looked like a bruised vein in the wrong lightβsweating entirely through my third nursing bra of the day....
Why the Days of Our Lives Tate's Baby Drama Sent Me Spiraling
I was knee-deep in a mountain of mismatched toddler socks last Tuesday, nursing my four-month-old like a human pacifier while trying to peel tiny vinyl letters off a batch of bachelorette tumblers for my Etsy shop, when my guilty pleasure...
Why You Shouldn't Google Deep Throat Baby Lyrics
Dear Marcus of six months ago. You're currently sitting on the closed toilet lid at 3:14 AM, basking in the harsh fluorescent bathroom light, trying to decode a snippet of audio you just heard on some teenager's TikTok downstairs. You're...
Do cats lose baby teeth? A nurse's guide to teething
It was 4 a.m. in our Chicago apartment, the radiators were hissing, and I was walking barefoot to the kitchen for a bottle. I stepped on something sharp. My first thought was a rogue Lego, but the pain was too...
Furry Babies: Managing Pets, Pretend Play, and Tiny Humans
I was standing on my front porch sweating through my postpartum pads, clutching my three-day-old son like he was a live grenade, while my 80-pound lab mix, Buster, hurled his entire body against the glass storm door. The dog was...
Baby Reindeer Reviews: The Netflix Show That Shocked My House
I was knee-deep in a laundry basket full of tiny socks that somehow all turn into singles in the dryer, when my oldestβthe one who tests every single gray hair on my head dailyβyelled from the living room that he...