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A pile of white cloth diaper inserts next to a bathtub

The ugly truth about deep cleaning your reusable cloth diapers

I was standing over the changing table last November, the Chicago wind rattling the windowpanes, pulling a supposedly fresh cloth diaper off my toddler. It smelled exactly like the gerbil enclosure at a rundown pet store. I had washed that...

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When Can You Tell the Gender of a Baby? A Dad's Data Timeline

I was sitting in my ergonomic office chair, hitting CMD+R on my Gmail inbox every forty seconds like I was waiting for a server deployment to finish. We were at week ten of the pregnancy. Somewhere in the cloud, a...

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A translucent baby scorpion next to an infant crib leg.

Debugging the Desert: Surviving a Baby Scorpion in the Nursery

It was 2:14 AM in Scottsdale, Arizona, and I was scanning the baseboards of our Airbnb with a blacklight flashlight I had overnighted from Amazon, looking for what I can only describe as a hardware glitch in nature. My 11-month-old...

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A frustrated mom holding a toddler in a stiff holiday suit.

The disaster of picking a baby boy easter outfit

It was ten in the morning on a Sunday and I was staring at a mustard-yellow blowout that had completely breached the hull of a forty-dollar miniature linen suit. My mother-in-law was knocking on the powder room door, asking if...

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Messy living room with a glowing fish tank, cold coffee cup, and baby toys scattered on the floor.

What I Wish I Knew Before Googling Dwarf Baby Tears

Dear Sarah of November 14th, currently sitting on the cold bathroom tile at 3:17 AM in yesterday's yogurt-stained Lululemon leggings. You have your phone in one hand and a screaming four-month-old Leo in the other, and you're desperately typing things...

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A pregnant mother drinking coffee and resting her hands on her belly.

Navigating The Difference Between Gas Bubbles And Baby Moving

It was 11:42 PM on a Tuesday, I was wearing Dave’s stained college sweatpants that smelled vaguely of old laundry detergent, and I was absolutely convinced there was an alien trying to claw its way out of my lower intestine....

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Mom holding a coffee cup looking shocked at her smartphone screen in a messy living room.

That Cute Little Green Alien Herb is Definitely Not for Kids

I was standing in line at H-E-B last Tuesday, wrestling my squirming two-year-old on my hip while trying to order a baby shower gift for my cousin on my phone. She is completely obsessed with that Mandalorian show, so I...

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Tired mom rocking and patting a baby's back in a dimly lit nursery

When Can You Finally Stop Burping Your Baby? A Mom's Honest Story

I remember sitting in the dark in the rocking chair that squeaked every time I leaned back, aggressively patting my oldest son's back like I was trying to dislodge a stuck vending machine snack. It was probably 3:14 AM on...

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11-month-old baby eating baby back ribs in a Portland backyard

Spare Ribs vs Baby Back Ribs: A Dad’s Guide to Debugging Toddler BBQ

I was standing at the meat counter of our neighborhood New Seasons in Portland, panic-googling whether "baby back" meant the ribs actually came from a baby pig. My wife Sarah was three aisles over dealing with a minor avocado-related meltdown...

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