The Honest Truth About Baby Poop (And What Is Actually Normal)
I was holding a flashlight between my teeth at 3:15 AM, trying to angle my phone camera just perfectly so I didn't get a glare off the shiny puddle of what looked like alien slime in my oldest son's diaper....
The ugly truth about that cute baby pool float you just bought
My sister-in-law's backyard in Naperville smells intensely of expensive mineral sunscreen and chlorine. It's mid-July, the humidity is oppressive, and I'm standing at the edge of the water holding a thrashing nine-month-old. My mother-in-law is hovering nearby, aggressively trying to...
A letter to myself about the baby maverick internet obsession
Dear Priya from six months ago. You're sitting in the dark right now with the glow of your phone lighting up the nursery wall. Your baby is asleep in the crib, breathing perfectly fine, but you're wide awake. The algorithm...
The Absolute Panic Over Baby Lips During a Harsh London Winter
It's exactly 6:14 am on a Tuesday, and I'm staring at my daughterβs face under the harsh, unforgiving glow of my phone's flashlight. Outside, the London winter is doing that thing where it isn't actually snowing but the damp air...
The Firmware Update I Needed On Finding The Best Baby Sun Hat
We're standing in the middle of a park in southeast Portland, the wind's blowing cottonwood seeds right into my open mouth, and I'm desperately trying to tie a floppy piece of UPF fabric under my 11-month-old's chin while he thrashes...
The Honest Truth About Putting Tiny Ugg Boots on Your Infant
I was standing in the slush outside a Starbucks in 2018, clutching my third iced latte of the morning because uninterrupted sleep was a literal myth, staring down at my six-month-old son's foot. Or rather, his empty foot. Leo was...
Why That Online Growth Chart Is Making You Lose Your Mind
I'm standing naked on my cold Chicago bathroom tile at four in the morning. My baby is also naked. I step onto the digital scale, memorize my exact weight, step off, pick up my thrashing three-month-old, step back on, and...
A Letter to Myself About That Viral Celebrity Baby Drama
3:14 AM. The baby is doing that rhythmic, glitchy half-cry that usually precedes a full system meltdown, and instead of checking the thermostatβwhich I've strictly calibrated to 68.5 degreesβor logging his last feeding into the overly complex Notion database I...
The Coughing Baby Survival Guide: From Panic To Grudging Acceptance
I'm standing in our minuscule London bathroom at half past three in the morning, completely fully clothed, with the shower running at maximum heat. The room is so thick with steam that the mirror is dripping onto the toothpaste tube,...