The Real Deal With Infant Cotton Socks (And Why I Panicked at 3 AM)
Picture this. Itβs mid-July, seven years ago. I'm sitting in a sweltering hospital room wearing a stained gray nursing tank, sweating profusely, holding my two-day-old daughter, Maya. In walks my mother-in-law, who takes one look at Mayaβs tiny, slightly purple...
Why That Adorable Baby Girl Sweater Set is a Trap (And How to Survi...
There's a very specific, muffled grunting sound a three-month-old makes when you're trying to force her exceptionally wobbly, disproportionately large head through the unyielding neck-hole of a rigidly knitted garment. Itβs a noise that instantly broadcasts to the entire Costa...
Why the organic jersey baby tee is the only shirt you need
It was three in the morning in the pediatric step-down unit when I watched a first-time dad try to wrestle a stiff, miniature chambray button-down over his screaming newborn's freshly placed IV line. He was sweating right through his hospital...
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...
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...
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 Buc-ee's pants disaster and why I only buy leggings baumwolle bio
I'm standing in the blindingly bright, pristine bathroom of a Buc-eeβs somewhere off Interstate 35, and my eighteen-month-old son is screaming like Iβm trying to exorcise a demon from his body. Itβs August in Texas, which means the air outside...
Hosen Kinder: Why Stiff Baby Trousers Are a Hardware Failure
There I was at month four, holding what looked like a perfectly scaled-down replica of my own selvedge denim jeans, staring at my son while he executed a perfect, continuous death roll on the changing table. I had exactly three...
My Honest Review on Why We Finally Switched to Baumwoll Leggins
I'm currently sitting cross-legged on the floor of my guest roomβwhich is actually just my Etsy shipping room masquerading as a guest roomβstaring at a plastic tote bin full of toddler clothes my oldest daughter wore three years ago. I...