Finding A Sugar Dating Platform On My Niece's Phone Broke My Brain
There I was, elbow-deep in a laundry basket of spit-up stained onesies on my back porch, trying to untangle a rogue sock from my toddler's overalls while swatting away Texas mosquitoes. My nineteen-year-old niece was visiting from college and had...
How the Baby Jessica Rescue Made Me Fear My Own Back Garden
Tuesday morning, 11:14 AM. Florence has somehow managed to wedge her entire left leg into an exposed drainage pipe near the rhododendrons. I'm frozen in the doorway holding a half-empty mug of lukewarm builder's tea, watching my two-year-old attempt to...
What The Baby Garnet Case Taught Me About Postpartum Survival
Dear Sarah from six months ago, You're currently sitting on the cold bathroom floor at 3:14 AM. You're wearing Daveβs oversized gray fleeceβthe one from college that smells vaguely of sour milk and desperationβand you're staring at the grout lines...
The Truth About the Baby Blues: Why You're Crying on the Floor
When I was pregnant with my first kid (bless my naive, perfectly rested little heart), everyone had an opinion on how I was going to feel after giving birth. My mom swore up and down that I'd be so overwhelmed...
What the Adriana Smith Baby Case Taught Me About ER Visits
It was 11:45 PM on a Tuesday, and I was standing at my kitchen island slapping shipping labels onto poly mailers for my Etsy shop while the baby monitor glowed next to my tape dispenser. I should have been sleeping,...
What Baby Justin Bieber Taught Me About 3 AM Survival
It was 3:17 AM, and I was wearing my husband Daveβs oversized college hoodie that smelled faintly of sour milk and complete desperation. Leo, who was exactly four weeks and two days old at the time, was doing that arching-back,...
Note to self at 2 AM: A pediatric nurse's guide to infant fevers
Dear Priya from last November. You're standing in the nursery, barefoot on the cold hardwood, and the radiator is hissing. You're holding a child who suddenly feels like a baked potato in your arms. Ten minutes ago you were mindlessly...
2AM Internet Spirals and the Tragic Baby Emmanuel Haro Case
It was exactly 2:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was sitting on the freezing cold kitchen tiles in Dave's faded Penn State hoodie, aggressively scrolling my phone. Leo, my four-year-old, was finally, mercifully asleep after waking up screaming because...
The Complicated Reality of Expecting After a Loss
The paper sheet on the examination table crinkled with a sound so violently loud it seemed to echo off the drab walls of the University College Hospital fetal medicine unit. It was a Tuesday, it was raining in that relentless,...