The undeniable madness of the Ralph Lauren baby boy aesthetic
When my mate Dave's wife was expecting their first boy, the unsolicited wardrobe advice came thick and fast, arriving with all the force of a high-speed train. Dave's mum insisted he needed tiny little cable-knit cardigans to look "respectable" (respectable...
Why I Completely Changed My Mind About Trendy Baby Carhartt Gear
I was sweating straight through my t-shirt in the Buc-ee's parking lot, fighting a losing battle against a tiny, rigid brass zipper while the smell of candied pecans mocked my misery. My oldest son, who's now four and is the...
The Absolute Chaos of Finding a Toddler Boy Sweater That Works
It was 7:42 AM on a Tuesday in late November, and I was standing in the mudroom holding a half-drunk iced Americanoβbecause Iβm an idiot who drinks iced coffee in 38-degree weatherβwrestling Leo into a miniature fishermanβs knit. He was...
The Bruce Bolt Graduated Compression Arm Sleeve - Baby Blue
It was 3:14 AM, the glow of my second monitor was illuminating the living room wall, and I was holding a cylindrical tube of incredibly tight, moisture-wicking spandex next to my 11-month-oldβs chubby left forearm. He was gnawing on a...
How I Survived the Chaos of Measuring Tiny Feet
I'm currently holding a tiny, pristine canvas high-top in one hand and my daughter Mayaβs fiercely clenched foot in the other. She is looking at me with the deep, pitying expression of someone watching a dog try to do long...
Why My Kid's Baby Dino Obsession Is Ruining My Life (But Not Really)
It was a Tuesday at like, 7:14 AM. I was standing in the kitchen wearing my black leggings that have a mystery yogurt stain on the left knee, holding a mug of coffee that had already gone lukewarm because I'd...
The Soft Play Disaster That Made Me Buy Boys Apparel For Twins
The static electricity in the ball pit at Pirate Peteβs Soft Play in Croydon was strong enough to power a small electric vehicle. I know this because my two-year-old twin daughters, Maya and Zoe, were currently trapped inside it, looking...
The Ultimate Guide to Baby GrΓΆΓe: Making Sense of Tiny Clothes
I was wrestling my oldest, Carter, into a zippered footie pajama at two in the morning, practically sweating through my own shirt. He was technically four months old, and the little tag scratching the back of his neck proudly proclaimed...
The Great Infant Hat Standoff: When Your Child Refuses to Wear One
My forehead is currently resting against the cold Victorian anaglypta wallpaper of our hallway, and I'm quietly pleading with a ten-month-old. She is holding her mustard-yellow knitted beanie in her left fist like a triumphant gladiator holding a severed head....