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Zahnfleisch beim Zahnen: Wie sieht es wirklich im Babymund aus?
Lieber Tom von vor sechs Monaten, Es ist 3:14 Uhr morgens und du sitzt gerade im Halbdunkel unseres Wohnzimmers in Hackney, wΓ€hrend der Londoner Regen gegen das Fenster peitscht. Auf deinem SchoΓ windet sich Matilda, eine deiner zweijΓ€hrigen ZwillingstΓΆchter, und...
I Thought $35 Bamboo Pajamas Were a Scam (I Was Wrong)
Itβs 3:14 AM in mid-July. My firstborn, Jacksonβwho I love dearly but remains my walking, talking cautionary tale for all things parentingβis screaming his lungs out. Heβs wearing one of those rigid, aggressively adorable cotton zip-ups my aunt bought him....
Why a Womens Ringer Tee is Actually Medical Grade Mom Gear
I was scraping dried sweet potato off my shoulder with a lukewarm baby wipe when I finally accepted the truth about maternal fashion. The internet feeds us this massive, glittering lie that modern motherhood requires a closet full of high-tech,...
Why Traditional Toddler Rompers Are Actually A Complete Nightmare
I'm balancing my lukewarm iced vanilla latte on the edge of the incredibly questionable diaper changing station in the Target family restroom while my then two-and-a-half-year-old, Maya, is doing the frantic, knee-knocking pee dance. She is wearing this absolutely precious,...
Dear Past Priya: What I Wish I Knew About Teething
You're standing in the kitchen right now. It's 3:17 in the morning. Your favorite gray t-shirt is soaked in an alarming amount of drool, and you're aggressively scrolling through your phone with one thumb while bouncing a screaming six-month-old on...
Bunny Blankets: The Great Lovey Debate and Why I Finally Caved
"If you give him that thing, he's gonna be taking it to his college dorm," my mom warned me over a lukewarm cup of Folgers when my oldest, Wyatt, was about eight months old. We were sitting at my kitchen...
The ugly truth about onesies vs kimonos for newborns
The aesthetic Instagram moms want you to believe that newborns wear matching ribbed knit sets with perfectly aligned wooden buttons. They post these serene hospital photos where the baby is tucked into a tiny, flawless sweater. You buy into it...
The Truth About Infant Vintage Tees (And What to Buy Instead)
I was elbow-deep in a dusty bin at an antique mall in Waco when I found it: an authentic, 1986 tour shirt for some hair metal band, shrunk down to a size twelve months. I bought it for my oldest,...
Why Footless Infant Rompers Saved My Sanity (And My Wood Floors)
It was 2:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was staring at my oldest son, Carter, who was covered shoulder to knee in a blowout of biblical proportions. My husband was standing next to the changing table holding a single...