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A tired dad staring analytically at an organic cotton baby play mat on the floor

Debugging Tummy Time: What You Actually Need From A Baby Mat

There's this deeply embedded cultural myth that to successfully raise a functional human infant, you must provide them with a floor space that looks and sounds exactly like a Las Vegas casino. When Leo was about two months old, I...

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Two baby girls wearing slightly stained funny organic cotton rompers.

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...

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A tired dad holding a wooden baby toy and a coffee cup

A letter to past Tom regarding the babyrassel aus holz trend

Dear Tom from eighteen months ago. You're currently standing in the kitchen of the flat in Highbury at 3:14 in the morning, holding a bag of frozen peas against Florence’s surprisingly robust forehead while Matilda screams from the other room...

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A tired dad trying to figure out the snaps on a wrap-style infant top.

Surviving the Floppy Head Phase With a Wrap-Style Baby Outfit

I'm sweating entirely through my gray t-shirt in Room 402 of Legacy Emanuel hospital. My daughter is exactly 36 hours old, and I'm holding a piece of yellow cotton with a neck hole that looks roughly the size of a...

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Jess holding a folded black and white organic cotton penguin blanket

How a Simple Penguin Blanket Saved My Sanity and My Marriage

It was 2:14 AM and I was literally hovering over the Motorola baby monitor, zooming in on my oldest son's pixelated chest to make sure it was still rising and falling. The thermostat in our drafty Texas farmhouse said 62...

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A tired father holding two identical personalized baby bibs in a messy kitchen.

Surviving Weaning and the Tactical Genius of a LΓ€tzchen mit Namen

I'm currently staring at a smear of pureed pumpkin that has somehow defied gravity to reach the ceiling rose of our Victorian terrace. It's seven in the morning on a Tuesday, and one of the twinsβ€”I'm fairly certain it's Florence,...

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Tired dad holding twin babies in different winter base layers

The Massive Infant Merino Lie That Cost Me Months of Sleep

It's precisely 3:14 am, and I'm standing in a dimly lit nursery holding what feels like a highly agitated, damp jacket potato. Maya, the twin who's currently screaming directly into my left ear canal, is wearing a polyester fleece sleep...

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Tired dad sitting on the floor surrounded by folded baby plush blankets

The Great Plush Blanket Paradox (And How We Survived It)

I'm sitting on the floor of our tiny London flat, entirely boxed in by a structural wall of fluffy pastel squares. It’s roughly four days after my twin girls were born. They're currently wearing matching baby pyjamas (one of them...

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A messy toddler wearing a terrycloth bib eating spaghetti

The Frottee LΓ€tzchen Era: Why Terrycloth Bibs Finally Fixed My Meal...

It was a Tuesday night, about six years ago, and my oldest was covered in what looked like a marinara-themed crime scene. I’m talking sauce in his eyebrows, sauce down his neck, and somehow, sauce inside his diaper. He was...

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