Toxic Internet Trends: What Parents Must Know About Baby Stickley
"Keep them off screens entirely until they're eighteen," my mum told me last Sunday over a lukewarm cup of tea, eyeing my smartphone like it was an unexploded bomb waiting to detonate in the living room. "Just stick the parental...
Surviving Dave Ramsey's Baby Steps With Actual Babies
When the twins arrived, I received exactly three pieces of financial advice within a forty-eight-hour window. My father-in-law cornered me in the hospital corridor to whisper that I needed to open a high-yield trust fund immediately. The following morning, a...
The Trouble With Baby SpongeBob (And Other Screen Time Fails)
It was 7:13 AM on a Tuesday, raining sideways against the kitchen window, and Evie was actively trying to consume a stray piece of dog kibble while her twin sister, Maisy, methodically unrolled an entire two-pound pack of toilet paper....
The terrified dad guide to touching that pulsing spot on their head
I was exactly three weeks into this whole fatherhood experiment when my wife, Sarah, handed me a wet washcloth during bath time and casually asked me to wash the top of his head. I froze, holding the damp fabric like...
The Ugly Truth About Finding Tiny Silverfish Nymphs in the Nursery
It's two in the morning and I'm staring at the baseboard near the changing table. The lighting is terrible, my eyes are burning from lack of sleep, and my toddler is currently practicing his gymnastics routine on the changing pad....
Why Your Baby Shower Entrance Doesn't Need A Giant Plastic Poster
There I was, thirty-two weeks pregnant with Maya, standing behind the dumpsters of a suburban Italian restaurant with half a lukewarm iced coffee in my hand. I was wearing this floral maternity wrap dress that aggressively rode up every time...
Surviving the Late-Night Chaos of Baby Shower Cookies
It was 2:13 AM and I was standing in my kitchen wearing my husband's college sweatpants and a nursing tank that definitely smelled like sour milk, holding a piping bag of pale yellow icing that was supposed to look like...
Baby Shoes Never Worn: Why Barefoot Is Always The Smart Move
I'm currently sitting cross-legged on the floor of our hallway in Portland, staring at a plastic storage bin filled to the brim with tiny, immaculate, aggressively rigid footwear. Itβs raining outside, the house is hovering at exactly 68.4 degrees because...
My Toddlers and the Baby Shark Coloring Pages Obsession
The terrifyingly cheerful synthesizer intro echoes from the iPad in the kitchen, and I've exactly four seconds before my twin daughters initiate a full-scale riot. It's 6:15 AM on a rainy Tuesday in London, the kind of grey, spiteful drizzle...