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Erschâpfter Vater hÀlt sabberndes Baby mit Silikon-Beißring

Wann zahnen Babys? Ein Überlebensbericht für übermüdete Eltern

Es ist 3:14 Uhr morgens an einem feuchtkalten Londoner Dienstag, und ich stehe mit einer halben, angefrorenen Bio-Karotte in unserer KΓΌche. Meine Tochter – eine HΓ€lfte meines zweijΓ€hrigen Zwillings-Doppelpacks, damals jedoch erst knapp sieben Monate alt – kaut wΓ€hrenddessen nicht...

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Exhausted mom in sweatpants checking the diaper of a crying baby at night

That 3 AM Nightmare: Surviving a Wunder Po bei Babys at Home

3:14 AM. A Tuesday. I'm standing in the nursery wearing Dave's ridiculously oversized Villanova sweatpants with a mysterious yogurt stain on the knee, and ten-month-old Maya is screaming like I'm trying to actively murder her. It wasn't her normal "I'm...

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A wooden and crochet baby teether resting on a folded organic cotton blanket.

What I Got Wrong About The Humble Baby Teether

It was three in the morning and my daughter's chin looked like a slip-and-slide. She was chewing on my knuckles with the jaw strength of a pitbull, soaking right through her organic baby tee with a volume of saliva that...

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A very drooly baby aggressively chewing on a wooden fox teething ring

The truth about newborn teething rings and endless drool

"Just rub a little bit of whisky on her gums, that’s what we did with you," my dad suggested, watching Mabel gnaw furiously on her own fist at a Sunday roast. "No, you need a Baltic amber necklace, but only...

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Jess holding a safe silicone panda teether instead of a beaded necklace

Why I Tossed That Amber Teething Necklace Straight in the Trash

I was sitting in the nursery rocking chair at three in the morning with a baby who had completely saturated his third onesie of the night with pure drool. My oldest sonβ€”who's basically the walking, talking cautionary tale for every...

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Tired dad holding two teething babies covered in drool

ZΓ€hne Baby: The Brutal Truth About Surviving the Teething Apocalypse

It was 3:14 AM on a Tuesday when I woke up to a sound I can only describe as a hyperactive beaver trapped in the nursery. I stumbled in, entirely blind, and found Maya standing in her cot, aggressively gnawing...

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A chewed-up silicone baby teether next to a spilled cup of cold coffee

The Truth About Safe Baby Teethers (And What I Actually Used)

It was 3:14 PM on a Tuesday, raining sideways, and I was wearing those black maternity leggings that had a suspicious yogurt stain on the knee from three days prior. Maya was about five and a half months old, sitting...

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A tired mom holding a coffee mug and surrounded by newborn teether toys

The 3 AM Drool Fest: Why Newborn Teether Toys Actually Saved My Sanity

It was 3:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was wearing a Dartmouth sweatshirt from 2008 that had a crusty white stain on the shoulder that I was actively choosing to ignore. Leo was exactly eleven weeks old. And he...

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A silicone panda teether sitting next to a wooden ring on a messy kitchen counter.

How to Clean Baby Teethers Safely Without Losing Your Damn Mind

I was standing over a pot of rolling boiling water at three in the morning, watching a twenty-dollar piece of imported French rubber slowly melt into a toxic puddle on my stove. My firstborn was screaming in the next room,...

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