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A baby covered in meat juices chewing happily on a pork rib bone.

The Absurd Reality of Handing Your Infant a Rack of Baby Back Ribs

I'm sitting across the dining table watching one of my six-month-old twin daughters hold a massive, grease-slicked pork bone in her tiny, dimpled fist. She is gnawing on it with the intense, primal focus of a prehistoric hunter who has...

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A chaotic changing floor with half-empty packets of wet wipes and a kicking toddler

The Exhausting Truth About Buying Baby Wipes in the Modern Age

It's 3:14 in the morning, the room smells vaguely of sour milk and despair, and I'm furiously yanking at a packet of supermarket wet cloths that have decided to chain themselves together like a magician's endless handkerchief. I only need...

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Dear Postpartum Me: On The Tears, Sweat, and Baby Blues

Dear Sarah from four years ago, I know exactly where you're right now. You’re sitting on the edge of the gray bath mat in the guest bathroom at 3:14 AM. You’re wearing that nursing tank that smells violently like sour...

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A tired twin dad holding two babies who are chewing on their organic cotton clothes.

The Great Baby Myth And Other Delightful Lies We Tell New Parents

At precisely 3:14 AM on a rainy Tuesday, while scraping what I desperately hoped was mashed sweet potato off the nursery ceiling, I realised the central lie of modern parenting. Before the twins arrived, well-meaning relatives and aggressively pastel-coloured books...

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A messy living room floor with a wooden baby play gym and a half-empty coffee mug

What On Earth Is A Skilla Baby? Sorting Out Real Milestone Myths

Three different people gave me completely contradictory advice about raising a baby in the exact same twenty-four-hour period after I brought my oldest son, Leo, home from the hospital seven years ago. My mother-in-law, standing in my cramped kitchen wearing...

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Baby in organic cotton sleeping peacefully while listening to vintage music

Why Those Vintage Pretty Little Baby Lyrics Actually Work

It's currently 2:14 PM on a Tuesday, I've exactly three minutes to move laundry from the washer to the dryer before my youngest wakes up from her nap, and my oldest is somewhere in the living room pressing a button...

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Wooden hardware mounted stair gate installed in a messy family home hallway

Why My First Stair Gate Was a Complete Disaster and Other Confessions

I dropped an entire basket of freshly folded onesies right at the bottom of the steps when I saw it. My oldest son, Carterβ€”who's now five and still the absolute poster child for why I've gray hairβ€”was nine months old...

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A wooden baby guitar next to a vintage record player in a messy Chicago apartment

The Baby Beluga Musician Was Right About Everything All Along

The radiator in our Chicago apartment was making that rhythmic clicking sound it only makes at three in the morning. My toddler was executing a flawless, rigid back-arch scream, the kind that usually shows either a dropped pacifier or a...

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A tired dad holding his 11 month old baby while wearing a star wars shirt

Why A Tiny Green Alien Explains My Entire First Year Of Fatherhood

It's 3:14 AM, and my eleven-month-old is currently trying to shove a completely intact, unpeeled banana into his left ear while maintaining unblinking, terrifying eye contact with me. I'm wearing sweatpants I haven't washed since Tuesday and a Mandalorian t-shirt...

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