The Viral Baby Pelican Meme and What We Actually Learn from Seabirds

It was 3:17 AM, and my oldest son—who's now five and is my daily cautionary tale of why we don't negotiate with emotional terrorists—was screaming his head off for the fourth time that night. I was scrolling Tumblr in the dark, desperate to keep my heavy eyelids from slamming shut, when I saw it. A picture of a giant seabird with the caption: A pelican's mouth is the perfect size for put baby in to nap. I'm just gonna be real with you, sleep deprivation makes you think crazy things. For a solid ten seconds, I stared at that weird little skin-sack on the screen and wondered how much one cost on Etsy.

The throat hammock fantasy

I mean, look at it from a tired mother's perspective. A giant bird pouch is basically a natural, rustic Snoo, right? It's dark, it's probably incredibly warm in there, and it comes with that gentle, built-in rocking motion if the bird happens to be wading in the Gulf waters out behind our house. I sat there in my squeaky rocking chair, smelling like three straight days of dried sour milk and desperation, legitimately angry that human mothers don't come equipped with a built-in throat hammock to stash our children when we just need five uninterrupted minutes to drink a hot cup of coffee or fold a single load of laundry.

Of course, bless their heart, whoever made that internet joke has clearly never been within fifty feet of an actual seabird colony. My grandma used to tell us kids that God gave us a sense of smell mostly to keep us out of the garbage can, and she would have certainly applied that exact same logic to coastal wildlife. A bird's pouch is essentially a sweaty, biological fishing net designed exclusively for scooping up slimy, regurgitated mullet and salty bay water, which is definitely not the ideal environment for swaddling a delicate human infant in organic muslin.

So no, despite what your sleep-addled brain might be telling you at three in the morning, you can't put your sweet little newborn in a bird's mouth to get them to sleep through the night.

Nature's toddler drop-off

But once I fell down the late-night internet rabbit hole of trying to figure out how these giant birds actually raise their young, I realized they kind of have this whole parenting thing figured out way better than we do. You know how we spend hundreds of dollars, get on waitlists before we've even taken a pregnancy test, and fill out mountains of paperwork just to get our kids into a halfway decent daycare program? Well, when their chicks hit about three weeks old, these birds just abandon the concept of individual parenting entirely and dump all their kids into a giant toddler flock called a crèche.

The parents just fly off to get groceries while the toddlers all hang out together on the island in one loud, messy, unsupervised mob until somebody comes back with dinner. I'm not saying I'm jealous of a wild animal, but I'm absolutely, one-hundred-percent jealous of a wild animal getting free coastal childcare.

Speaking of loud and messy mobs, if you've ever heard the noise a newborn seabird makes, it's not a cute little Disney-movie chirp at all—they literally grunt and bark exactly like tiny, aggressive chihuahuas. My middle child made that exact same barking, grunting noise when he cut his first four teeth simultaneously, which is why I survived that entire awful summer purely on iced coffee and the Panda Teether Silicone Baby Bamboo Chew Toy.

I'll tell you right now, out of all the gear out there, this little panda is my absolute favorite thing we sell at Kianao, and it won't wreck your grocery budget either. I used to just toss this little guy in the fridge next to the milk for ten minutes, hand it to my barking, drooling son while making dinner, and just pray for a moment of peace. The flat shape means their chubby little fists can actually grip it without dropping it on the floor every five seconds, and it genuinely saved my sanity during that miserable phase where every single thing in my house went straight into his mouth.

The raw chicken phase

I read somewhere online that these bird chicks are born in a state called altricial, or something close to that anyway, which I guess is just the fancy biology term for coming out completely useless, blind, and looking exactly like a raw pink grocery store chicken. They actually use a little hard bump on their beak called an egg tooth to bust out of their shell, which falls off later.

Apparently, the parents don't even sit on the eggs with their bellies to keep them warm like normal birds do; they literally stand on them with their giant webbed feet, which sounds incredibly uncomfortable but I guess it works for them.

When you find wildlife in your yard

Now, because we live out in rural Texas not too far from the coast, we honestly do run into wildlife in our yard, and my mom always told me that if you touch a wild baby p or any infant bird that fell out of a tree, the mother will smell your human scent and abandon her child forever. I believed that for thirty years.

According to the very blunt wildlife rehab lady I had to call when my husband found a nest blown out of our big oak tree after a storm, my mother's advice was complete garbage. I guess birds don't really have a great sense of smell anyway, so the rehabber just gave me this messy list of instructions over the phone while I was wrangling my toddler:

• She said renesting is the absolute best thing you can do, so just carefully put the bird back where you found it if it isn't bleeding or obviously broken.
• Don't try to play Disney princess by giving it water from an eye dropper or shoving wet bread down its throat, because improper feeding kills more rescued animals than anything else.
• If you absolutely have to contain it because the nest is gone, just toss a towel over it, put it in a dark cardboard box with some holes in it, and put the box in a quiet closet until a professional can come get it.

If you could just go ahead and stop touching wild animals while trying to remember where you put your keys and getting your human kids out the door, that would be ideal, because the parents are usually just hiding in a tree waiting for you to leave.

Cute ideas that don't involve actual birds

If your kid is fussy while you're out walking near the water looking at nature, you might want a distraction in your stroller. We do have this Bubble Tea Teether Silicone Gum Soother in the shop too. I mean, I'll be honest, it's cute and the colors are pretty fun if you're really into the whole boba trend, but my youngest just kind of threw it out of the stroller onto the dirt most of the time. It's perfectly fine for throwing in a diaper bag as an emergency backup since it washes off easily in the sink, but I still reach for the panda teether way more often.

What I really love right now is how huge coastal themes are getting for nursery decor and infant outfits. If you're obsessed with the whole beachy, natural aesthetic, you can skip the actual bird smells and just dress your kid in something incredibly soft instead. Our Flutter Sleeve Organic Cotton Baby Bodysuit is way better than trying to swaddle them in a scratchy beach towel anyway.

It's got these adorable little ruffled sleeves that make them look a bit dressed up without trying too hard, and because it's made out of natural organic cotton, it won't give them those weird, angry red rashes that cheap synthetic clothes always seem to cause. I deeply appreciate anything that really stretches easily over a squirmy toddler's giant head without a massive wrestling match, and the reinforced snaps seriously hold up to my aggressive diaper changing.

If you want clothes that won't fall apart after three trips through your washing machine—because let's be real, you're doing laundry every single day of your life right now—you should probably peek at our full organic infant apparel collection when you've a free second.

Parenting is wild, y'all. Whether you're a human mom hiding in the pantry eating a stale graham cracker just to have thirty seconds of silence, or a giant seabird trying to keep your naked, barking offspring alive on a windy island, we're all just doing the very best we can with what we've. Someday our kids will fly the nest, but until then, I'm just trying to make it to bedtime without losing my mind.

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Things y'all keep asking me about this

Is it honestly safe to put silicone teethers in the fridge?

Yeah, my doctor told me the cold is basically the only thing that genuinely numbs those swollen gums when the teeth are crowning, so I always threw our panda teether in the fridge for like ten or fifteen minutes. Just don't put it in the freezer, because if it gets rock solid it can genuinely hurt their gums more or give them freezer burn, which is a whole other nightmare you don't want to deal with.

How do I know if my kid is teething or just being a terror?

Honestly, it's a fine line sometimes. But usually, if they're suddenly drooling through three bibs an hour, chewing aggressively on their own fingers, or pulling at their ears like a madman, it's teeth. My middle guy would also stop sleeping entirely and reject his bottles because sucking hurt his mouth too much, which was just super fun for everyone involved.

Do organic cotton clothes really make a difference for rashes?

In my messy experience, yes. My oldest had the most sensitive skin on the planet, and every time someone gifted us those cheap, stiff polyester outfits from big box stores, he'd break out in awful red eczema patches behind his knees and on his tummy. Switching to stuff like the flutter sleeve bodysuit we carry at Kianao gave his skin room to honestly breathe, and I stopped having to slather him in expensive creams twice a day.

What should I do if my kid finds a wild bird in the yard?

Tell them to back away slowly and absolutely don't let them touch it. Kids are germ factories, and wild animals are terrified of us. Like the rehab lady told me, just keep your dogs and your toddlers inside, watch from the window to see if the parents come back, and if you really think the thing is abandoned after a few hours, call a local wildlife rescue instead of trying to play vet yourself.