What No One Tells You About the Stokke Tripp Trapp Baby Set
It's barely six in the morning in Chicago, the heat just kicked on, and I'm using a dull butter knife to chip concrete-level dried sweet potato out of the tiny plastic grooves of a high chair harness. My toddler is...
The sweet potato disaster and the ugly truth about baby spoons
I was wearing a cream-colored sweater, which, letβs be honest, is the first and most obvious mistake I made that day. It was around 5:30 PM, the exact hour when my blood stream is approximately four percent coffee and ninety-six...
Dear past Priya: The truth about wooden blocks for your toddler
You're standing in the middle of the living room at three in the morning, holding a plastic blender that just sang a high-pitched song about making a smoothie because your foot grazed it in the dark. Your heel is throbbing....
Why looking up kids stores near me usually ends in disaster
The wind off Lake Michigan is currently performing a hostile takeover of the sidewalk. My toddler, who fit perfectly into his heavy coat exactly three days ago, is now hulking out of the sleeves like a tiny, irritated bodybuilder. The...
Brutally honest gifts for babies that parents actually want
I was sitting at a baby shower in Naperville last weekend when they brought out the main event. A massive, cellophane-wrapped basket towering with newborn-sized denim jackets, stiff canvas shoes that looked like tiny torture devices, and a neon plastic...
The Unvarnished Truth About Buying Clothes For Your Tiny Human
My mother stood in our hallway on a mild Tuesday in October, clutching an aggressively knitted yellow cardigan and informing me that my newborn twins were minutes away from clinical hypothermia. Twenty minutes later, the NHS health visitor arrived, took...
The Truth About Designer Infant Clothes and Scratchy Tulle
I was sweating straight through my postpartum mesh underwear in the back seat of a Ford F-150 somewhere on Highway 290, frantically trying to unfasten fourteen microscopic pearl buttons while my three-day-old newborn screamed like a banshee. It's funny how...
The Messy Truth About Why We Finally Switched To Silicone Bibs
Let me paint a picture for you. Itβs a random Tuesday in November 2017. Maya is six months old, and we're embarking on the mystical, terrifying journey of Baby-Led Weaning. I'm sitting on my kitchen floor at 2 PM wearing...
The truth about high-end baby presents and what parents want
The water in my bathroom sink was turning a very specific shade of neon yellow. It was three in the morning, my son Rohan was screaming from his bassinet with the raw, desperate lung capacity of a code blue patient,...