What The Trisha Paytas Baby Name Drama Taught Me About Motherhood
It was 2:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was wearing Dave's oversized college hoodie that smells faintly of old garlic and desperation, sitting on the cold edge of our bathtub because Maya (who's FOUR, oh god, why is she...
Why The Trisha Paytas Baby Theory Actually Terrifies Modern Moms
The blue light from my phone screen was the only thing illuminating the nursery at two in the morning. The breast pump was doing its rhythmic, mechanical wheeze. My brain was operating on three hours of fractured sleep, which is...
The Viral Nursery Search Trap Every Tired Parent Needs To Avoid
My mother told me to simply keep the tablet in a locked drawer until my daughter is in middle school. My tech-bro cousin from San Jose insisted I need a multi-layer home VPN with military-grade packet sniffing to protect our...
Surviving Your 4 Month Old Baby: The Truth About Sleep and Sanity
Everyone tells you that once you hit the sixteen-week mark, the clouds part and the angels sing. They call it the end of the fourth trimester, like you're suddenly crossing a finish line into this magical land of predictable naps...
Carrying His Babies Stealing His Heart: Expecting Twins Reality
I was sitting in the dark at 3 a.m., trying to keep my eyes open while my son aggressively refused to sleep. The breast pump was making a mechanical wheezing sound that I swear had a syncopated rhythm to it....
What The Gypsy Rose Baby Taught Me About Generational Trauma
Itβs 3:14 AM. Iβm sitting on the cold tile of my bathroom floor wearing Daveβs gross college sweatpants with the mysterious bleach stain on the left knee, holding a sleeping Leo who currently feels like a thirty-pound sack of wet...
What The Hailey Bieber Baby News Actually Taught Me About Postpartum
Three different people gave me completely different advice the week before my oldest was born, and not a single bit of it was helpful. My mom sat at my kitchen island, swirling the ice in her sweet tea, and promised...
Miss Nikki Baby, Rainbow Babies, and Tuning Out the Internet Noise
I spent the entirety of my second pregnancy locked in the downstairs half-bath, doom-scrolling baby forums until my legs fell asleep and my phone battery hit two percent. I was convinced every tiny twinge was a catastrophe, and I was...
The pretty baby brooke shields documentary totally broke my brain
It was 11:43 PM on a random Tuesday, and I was sitting on the couch in my husband Mike's college sweatpantsβthe ones with the highly questionable bleach stain on the kneeβeating slightly stale goldfish crackers directly off Maya's Elsa plate....