The brutally honest guide to sorting out vetement bebe fille
I was standing in the dark holding a tiny, poop-covered denim jacket. It was week two of motherhood. Maya was screaming, I was crying, and I couldn't figure out how to unbutton three microscopic metal snaps while keeping her flailing...
Surviving The 3 AM Swaddle Breakout And Other Newborn Nightmares
The radiator in our Chicago apartment was clanking like a dying engine, and it was three in the morning. My son had somehow managed to free his left arm from his wrap and was currently punching himself in the face...
Why I Stopped Buying the T Shirt Vintage Trend for My Babies
Let me set the scene for y'all. I'm standing in my laundry room at 11 PM on a Tuesday, up to my elbows in a bucket of warm saltwater and baking soda, trying to aggressively massage a 1989 Ninja Turtles...
Why Preemie Size 44 Clothes Actually Matter for NICU Graduates
My mother-in-law told me to just roll up the sleeves on standard newborn clothes to save money. A mom in my peanut app group proudly shared that she bought doll outfits from a local toy store. The exhausted resident on...
Premature babies and the sheer panic of size 44 clothing
There's a very specific, cold dread that washes over you when you attempt to put a standard newborn baby-grow onto a two-kilogram human. I was standing next to Twin Aβs clear plastic hospital cot, entirely sleep-deprived and sweating through a...
Surviving cold nights: winter sleeping bag for newborn babies
It was two in the morning during that freak Texas freeze a few years back, and I was standing over my oldest son Jacksonβs bassinet with my bare hand hovering an inch from his nose, just praying to feel a...
The Thameslink Blowout: Surviving the Baby Bodysuit Trap
We were somewhere between East Croydon and London Bridge when the smell hit. A dense, sulphuric cloud that instantly cleared the priority seating area of commuters and left me alone with a double pram. Twin A was grinning the gummy,...
The ugly truth about babystrampler personalisieren (custom rompers)
Before I ordered my first custom onesie, my mother called me in a panic to say that putting a baby's name on their chest is how kidnappers lure them out of strollers. My neighbor, who coordinates her family's outfits for...
The Truth About Funny Baby Rompers When You Have Twins
The left leg is pinned down, the right leg is currently bicycle-kicking my jaw, and I'm staring at a bright yellow chest piece that boldly proclaims, "Ich schreie nicht, ich bestelle Essen" (I'm not crying, I'm ordering food). It's 3:42...