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The Truth About Baby Bunnies and Toddlers (A Survival Story)

I was knee-deep in packing tape, desperately trying to get three Etsy orders boxed up before the mail carrier arrived, while balancing my sweaty four-month-old on my hip. That's exactly when my oldest, Jackson, came sprinting through the back screen...

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Surviving the Baby Bull Phase: Blenders, Bulldogs, and Purees

I was standing in my kitchen wearing yesterday's yoga pants, staring at a splatter of neon orange sweet potato on my ceiling while our rescue pit mix tried to lick the matching orange stain off my six-month-old's foot. The myth...

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Exhausted dad staring at a baby monitor screen in a dark kitchen at 3 AM

Why the Baby Brianna story changed how I debug dad burnout

My Apple Watch buzzed my wrist at 3:14 AM to congratulate me on starting an elliptical workout, which was objectively hilarious because I was actually just standing completely still in my kitchen in Portland, vibrating with a level of stress...

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Dear Me: Put Down the Flashing Plastic Crap in That Toy Store

Dear Sarah from six months ago, It's 2:14 PM on a Tuesday. You're currently standing in Aisle 14 of that massive, soul-crushing infant toy store off Interstate 80. You're wearing those black lululemon leggings with the mysterious yogurt stain on...

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Exhausted dad staring at a massive pile of baby blankets while twin girls sleep in their bare cribs.

The Great Baby Decke Deception of the First Twelve Months

I'm standing in our cramped London living room, holding what can only be described as a mountain of pastel knitwear. It's three weeks before the twins are due, and my mother-in-law has just dropped off her contribution to our nursery....

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The 3 AM Pajama Panic (And How I Finally Figured Out Baby Sleepwear)

It was 2:14 AM and the red numbers on my alarm clock were basically mocking me while I stood in the middle of our drafty farmhouse nursery trying not to have a complete meltdown. My oldest son was four weeks...

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The reality of newborn wardrobes and the toy box triage

I was thirty-eight weeks pregnant sitting on the floor of the nursery folding a pair of microscopic stiff denim jeans. I actually ironed them. I think about that night a lot. I think about how profoundly stupid I was to...

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Frustrated mom adjusting baby in car seat wearing a thin wool overall

The Freezing Car Seat Meltdown And The Winter Gear Fix

Listen. It was negative four degrees in Chicago, the kind of cold that physically hurts your face, and I was losing a wrestling match with an infant in a Honda CRV. My son was three months old. I had dressed...

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The 3 AM Plastic Meltdown That Redefined Babys Spielzeug For Me

It was 3:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was wearing my husband’s inexplicably stained college sweatpants. Leo, who was eight months old at the time and deep into a sleep regression that made me question all my life choices,...

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