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An exhausted dad holding a crying baby in a dark Portland living room

My Desperate Midnight Troubleshooting Guide for Baby Colic

It was 11:14 PM on a Tuesday, and I was holding my screaming daughter at a bizarre forty-five-degree downward angle over my left forearm because a guy named VapeLord88 on YouTube swore this specific posture would instantly "vent her chassis."...

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A tired father holding a congested baby in a steamy bathroom.

The Mattress Myth and Other Midnight Lies About Baby Congestion

At 2:14 a.m., holding a screaming infant who sounded remarkably like a broken accordion, I made the fatal mistake of consulting the internet. A very cheerful parenting forum told me I should simply prop up one end of my daughter's...

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A messy infant eating soft seafood chunks wearing an organic cotton bodysuit

The Honest Guide to Feeding Crustaceans to Your Infant

I was standing in my kitchen at ten in the morning on a random Tuesday, holding a twenty-dollar tin of pasteurized lump meat like it was a live grenade. The smell of cold brine was filling the room. My son...

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Priya's baby sleeping in a wooden cradle beside a window in Chicago.

The Truth About Cradles and That Scalp Crust Nobody Mentions

The smell of lemon wood polish hit me the second I walked into our Chicago apartment with a three-day-old infant in my arms. Sitting right in the middle of our cramped living room was a massive, dark wood antique baby...

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Coffee cup next to a baby crawling backwards on a rug

A Letter To Myself About The Chaos Of The Baby Crawling Phase

It's 2:14 PM on a Tuesday. I'm wearing black yoga pants that haven't seen the inside of a gym since 2018, and a gray t-shirt stained with breastmilk and what I'm desperately hoping is just mashed sweet potato. I'm nursing...

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Exhausted dad holding two crying babies in a dimly lit nursery

How I Survived the Relentless Baby Crying Sound With Twin Girls

It was a Tuesday in mid-November, roughly 5:14 PM, when the air pressure in our London flat simply ceased to exist. I was holding a half-empty bottle of formula in one hand and a rogue, suspiciously damp sock in the...

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Tired mom holding a ruined baby daisy patterned bodysuit in a dark nursery

The 3 AM hostage negotiation and the baby daisy aesthetic

The digital clock on the dresser said 3:14 AM. The wind coming off Lake Michigan was rattling the bedroom window, but that wasn't what woke me. It was the distinct, unmistakable sound of a bodily fluid breaching containment. I stood...

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A stressed British dad holding twin toddler girls outside a busy baby daycare centre in London.

Surviving Baby Daycare: What I Believed vs What Actually Happened

I'm currently sitting in a 2014 Skoda Estate, engine off, staring blankly at a laminated sign that reads "Little Acorns" through a windscreen smeared with what I sincerely hope is just mashed banana. My twin daughters, Isla and Freya, are...

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Sleep deprived mom sitting on the floor holding a crying newborn baby wrapped in a black and white striped zebra blanket

The Real Baby Definition: Throwing Out The Dictionary Right Now

I was sitting on the floor of my bathroom at 2:14 AM wearing a deeply stained gray nursing bra and exactly one sock, aggressively typing "baby definition" into my phone with my left thumb while Maya, who was exactly five...

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