Rihanna And A$AP Rocky's New Girl: Let's Talk About Three Under Four
It was roughly two in the morning. I was sitting in the dark of my Chicago apartment, nursing a cold cup of chamomile tea while my toddler used my collarbone as a teething ring. I was doing that mindless, sleep-deprived...
Why The Boss Baby Movie Is A Brutally Accurate Medical Drama
It was six in the evening. The Chicago wind was doing that thing where it aggressively rattles the windowpanes just to remind you that going outside is a terrible idea. My toddler was sitting on my knee, methodically crushing a...
Why the boss baby characters explain your toxic toddler
Listen. When my cousin was pregnant with her second, the advice poured in like a leaked pipe in an old Chicago apartment. My auntie told her the older kid just needs to learn his place because the new baby is...
Is Boss Baby 3 Real? The Truth About Corporate Cartoons
My mother-in-law, bless her heart, told me I was ruining my oldest kid's brain by letting him watch a cartoon about a corporate infant in a suit. Just a few days later, my doctor vaguely mumbled something over her clipboard...
The Messy Truth About That Cry Baby Doll You're Thinking of Buying
Dear Jess from six months ago. You're currently standing in the middle of Target, heavily pregnant with number three, staring at a wall of wide-eyed, plastic toys in fuzzy animal onesies while convincing yourself this is the magic bullet for...
When The Baby Sister Strikes Back: A Letter To My Past Self
You're standing in front of the open fridge at two in the morning, staring at a block of sharp cheddar cheese and rubbing your thirty-eight-week belly. You think you've this under control because you survived the newborn trenches once. You...
A letter to myself before buying real life baby dolls for twins
Dear Tom from six months ago. You're currently standing at the kitchen island at 11:42 PM, holding a Stanley knife, staring at a cardboard box that just arrived from a specialty toy retailer. When you slice through that packing tape...
Why I let my toddlers watch the boss baby 2 and lived to tell
It was 3:14 PM on a rainy Tuesday in London, the exact time of day when my carefully constructed parenting ideals usually crumble into dust. The twins had been awake since before the sun bothered to rise, and our living...
The Great Toddler Empathy Crisis and My Stained Maternity Shirt
I was exactly thirty-four weeks pregnant with Maya, sweating profoundly through a mustard-yellow maternity top that had a coffee stain shaped exactly like Florida right on the collarbone. It was 3:14 PM on a Tuesday, which is universally the worst...