My Honest Erstausstattung Winterbaby Survival Guide For Moms
It's mid-November, I'm standing in our tiny apartment hallway in maternity leggings that honestly smell vaguely like sour milk, and I'm sweating profusely while drinking lukewarm coffee because my three-week-old son Leo looks exactly like a furious, red-faced marshmallow. I...
Cardigan Infant Wardrobe: Why I Burned All My Pullovers
It was 2:14 PM on a Tuesday, and I was sweating through my only clean pair of maternity leggings in the parking lot of a Target. Leo was exactly three weeks old, screaming like I was actively injuring him, and...
Skianzug Kinder Jungen: Warum wir drei kauften, bis einer passte
Ich saΓ auf dem eisigen Fliesenboden dieser extrem nach feuchtem Hund und ranzigem Pommesfett riechenden SkihΓΌtten-Toilette in Laax, balancierte meinen lauwarmen Hafermilch-Cappuccino auf dem Rand des Waschbeckens und versuchte verzweifelt, meinem Sohn Leo (der damals 3 war und heute 4...
Dear Past Jess: The Truth About Chasing That Pampers Rebate
Dear Jess from exactly six months ago, I know exactly what you're doing right now. You're sitting cross-legged on the rug in the living room, surrounded by three massive, empty cardboard boxes from HEB. Your toddler is currently using a...
Must-Have Babyzimmer Essentials (Minus the Pinterest BS)
I was sitting cross-legged on the floor of our spare bedroom at 2 AM, eight months pregnant with Leo, aggressively weeping into a half-assembled IKEA dresser. I was wearing one of my husband Daveβs old college hoodies that smelled faintly...
Debugging Baby Clothes: The Infant Long Sleeve Romper Upgrade
6:14 AM. Portland is doing that gray, misty drizzle thing it does for nine months of the year. My 11-month-old is currently trying to pull himself up on the edge of the living room coffee table. He is wearing a...
The Truth About Newborn Holiday Clothes (And Velvet Disasters)
It was Thanksgiving 2017 and Maya was exactly two months old. I had spent forty-five dollars at a big box store on this tiny, stiff, maroon velvet dress with a metallic gold Peter Pan collar because I was a first-time...
Dear Past Me: The Absolute Messy Truth About Tiny Crib Bedding
Dear Sarah of exactly six months ago, It's 11:43 PM on a Tuesday. You're standing in the guest room wearing those black Lululemon leggings that have a crusty streak of unidentified toddler fluid on the left thigh, and you're holding...
The Great Silicone Panic and What Goes In My Twins' Mouths
I was standing in the middle of our cramped London kitchen, clutching a mint green weaning spoon, when the conflicting advice reached a deafening crescendo. My mother-in-law had just confidently declared over FaceTime that anything squishy was inherently toxic and...