When Do Babies Get Measles Vaccine? A Portland Dad's Guide
I was sitting in Dr. Lin's examination room with a color-coded spreadsheet printed on actual paper, which should tell you everything about my mental state at the time. My daughter was six months old, we were exactly three weeks out...
How to Take a Baby Passport Photo Without Losing Your Mind
My mom told me I had to physically hold my three-week-old’s head up from behind the scenes like a puppeteer to get his picture taken. The lady at the local pharmacy counter swore the only way was to photograph him...
Surviving the 2024 Baby Carrots Recall in a Jetlagged Haze
We were three days into a Thanksgiving visit to my wife's parents in Massachusetts, and I had just spent twenty minutes wrestling the rental baby car seat into my father-in-law's astronomically large SUV, when my mother-in-law burst through the front...
How We Survived Baby Blues Luncheonette With An 11-Month-Old
We're standing on an uneven patch of Brooklyn concrete at 10:34 AM, and I'm sweating through my flannel shirt while trying to pretend I belong here. Inside the massive glass window, a guy in a vintage beanie is slowly, methodically...
The Zika Baby Panic: What My Pediatrician Actually Told Me
I was staring at the smeared remains of a mosquito on my laptop screen when Sarah walked into the home office, holding our eleven-month-old like a football and looking highly alarmed. We were supposed to fly to a wedding in...
The Sweaty, Stressful Reality of Baby Car Travel and Seat Safety
I was heavily pregnant with my second, sweating completely through my maternity tank top in a Target parking lot in the middle of July, trying to rip an infant seat base out of my husband's truck so I could move...
Why the Zoe Baby Stroller Destroyed My Double Buggy Myths
I was wedged firmly in the doorway of a rather nice independent coffee shop in Soho, sweating profusely through a supposedly breathable linen shirt, while a queue of deeply unamused Londoners judged me. I was pushing a twin pram that...
Letter to Myself: Surviving the Baby Pukeko Encounter
Dear Tom of six months ago, You're currently sitting on the floor of the flat in Hackney, aggressively trying to cram forty-two nappies and a mountain of wipes into a suitcase that was clearly designed for a weekend in Paris,...
Letter to My Past Self About the Best Baby Car Seats
You're currently sitting in the driver's seat of the Subaru, staring at the rain pounding the windshield while Sarah is upstairs in the triage unit. You're drumming your fingers on the steering wheel, running through mental checklists, feeling a smug...