Finding the Best Organic Baby Formula (Without Losing Your Mind)
Dear Tom of two years ago, You're currently standing in the kitchen in yesterday's tracksuit bottoms, using the dim light of the microwave to read the German instructions on a tin of imported infant milk. Both twins are screaming upstairs...
Decoding European Baby Formula When You Are Running on No Sleep
The timestamp on our smart nursery thermometer read 3:14 AM. I was sitting cross-legged on the kitchen tiles, surrounded by three different brands of domestic baby powder, a sticky bottle, and a 4-month-old who sounded like a dial-up modem failing...
Formula Milk For Baby 0-6 Months Quantity: A Real Mom's Guide
I was standing in my kitchen at 2:14 AM with my oldest son, Carter, squinting at the tiny faded red lines on the side of a plastic bottle under the microwave light. I had formula powder literally stuck to my...
Why The Nestle Baby Formula Drama Has Me Completely Stressed
My sister was sitting on my kitchen floor yesterday, absolutely sobbing over a tin of white powder while her six-week-old screamed in a bouncy seat, and honestly, I've never felt more seen. I was standing there in my yoga pants...
The Baby Brezza Formula Reality Check for Sleep-Deprived Dads
I'm standing in the kitchen at 3:17 AM in a pair of grey jogging bottoms that have seen much better days, desperately trying to count to six. Just the number six. But when you've twin two-year-old girlsβwho were, at the...
My Messy, Caffeinated Guide to Decoding Infant Nutrition
It was November 2017 and I was wearing my husband Markβs oversized college sweatpantsβthe ones with the bleach stain on the left thigh that he refuses to throw awayβsitting completely paralyzed on our cold kitchen linoleum at 3:15 AM while...
Dear Me: What I Wish I Knew About That Happy Baby Organic Formula
You're currently sitting on the edge of the bathtub, the bathroom door locked so your husband doesn't hear you crying, with your phone screen brightness turned down to one percent while you frantically google what the heck you're supposed to...
The Messy Truth About HiPP And Why I Smuggled European Milk
When Leo was about four months old, it was 3:14 AM and I was standing in my kitchen wearing a college t-shirt that smelled aggressively like sour milk and maternal desperation. My husband Greg was making his third pour-over coffee...
Consumer reports baby formula data broke my brain as a dad
Last Tuesday, at exactly 2:14 AM, I found myself standing in the kitchen illuminated only by the harsh green glow of the microwave clock, staring at a plastic scoop of white powder like it was radioactive material. Before my son...