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Mom dispensing unscented baby wash into her hand next to a bath tub

Why I Swear By Unscented Aveeno For My Kids Eczema Nightmares

I was halfway down on my left knee, skidding across the wet bathroom linoleum while my oldest screamed bloody murder and thrashed around in what was supposed to be a soothing bedtime soak. It was 2019, my husband was working...

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A folded pile of soft muslin baby washcloths sitting next to a baby bathtub

The Brutal Truth About Baby Washcloths And Infant Bath Time

I'm currently staring at a grayish ring of curdled formula trapped in the third chin fold of my toddler. It smells vaguely like a frat house basement. My mother-in-law would probably tell me to fetch the soap and a heavy...

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A tired mom holding a slippery baby next to a bathtub filled with plastic soap bottles

The Ugly Truth About Baby Wash and That Famous Newborn Smell

I was standing in the middle of Target, heavily pregnant with my second, actively sniffing a plastic bottle of yellow shampoo while my oldest kid scratched his eczema patches until they bled. I remember looking at the ingredients list, which...

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Tired mother holding coffee and looking at baby skincare products

Is Baby Dove The Answer? My Total Newborn Skincare Meltdown

It was 2017, and I was sitting on the edge of our impossibly cold bathroom floor tiles in my stained gray nursing tank, crying into a lukewarm mug of French roast. Maya was four months old, and her skin looked...

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Sarah's review of Aveeno baby skincare products next to a folded organic cotton bodysuit and half empty coffee mug.

My Honest Review Of Aveeno Baby Products And Daily Bathing Myths

It’s 7:42 PM on a Tuesday, I've half a lukewarm mug of microwave-reheated Folgers balanced precariously on the toilet tank, and my mother-in-law is texting me asking if I’m giving four-month-old Leo a "proper bath" tonight. The sheer panic that...

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A tired mother sitting on bathroom floor organizing infant skincare products

Mustela Baby Skincare: A Letter To My Exhausted Past Self

You're sitting on the cold hexagon tiles of our Chicago bathroom right now. It's three in the morning. The baby is screaming in the tub. His skin looks like an angry, red topographic map of the Rockies, and you're staring...

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