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My Spectacular Fails Before Giving Up On Toddler Flare Jeans
It was 10:14 AM on a random Tuesday, and I was wearing faded black leggings that hadn't seen the inside of a yoga studio since Obama was in office. I was holding a lukewarm iced coffee from that local place...
The Great Silicone Panic and What Goes In My Twins' Mouths
I was standing in the middle of our cramped London kitchen, clutching a mint green weaning spoon, when the conflicting advice reached a deafening crescendo. My mother-in-law had just confidently declared over FaceTime that anything squishy was inherently toxic and...
How I Debugged My Baby's Wardrobe And Switched To Bundles
It's 3:14 AM. I'm holding a pair of miniature corduroy pants that possess zero stretch, trying to thread an actively thrashing 11-month-old's leg into a fabric tube the diameter of a hot dog. He is screaming. I'm sweating. My wife,...
My Messy Journey Finding Gender Neutral Crib Bedding That Works
I'm currently sitting on the floor of what used to be my home office, holding a tiny, stripped Allen wrench, surrounded by a mountain of highly gendered, hyper-specific baby textiles. It's midnight, my wife Sarah is asleep, and I've just...
Why the Haakaa style silicone teether finally ended my 3am nightmare
I'm standing at the kitchen sink at 3:14 in the morning, wearing a dressing gown that smells faintly of sour milk and despair, aggressively attacking a tiny nylon mesh bag with an old toothbrush. In the background, Maya is wailing...
The Absolute Truth About Toddler Boy Sweaters
"Put him in raw wool, it builds character and keeps the chest warm," my mother-in-law announced over Thanksgiving turkey while Leo, my four-year-old, was actively trying to staple a piece of ham to the dining room table. Meanwhile, my best...
The Truth About Bamboo Kids Plates (And What Actually Works)
I was standing barefoot in my kitchen at 7:00 AM, staring at a splatter of oatmeal slowly dripping down my newly painted cabinets, while my oldest son looked incredibly proud of his throwing arm. Jackson was two at the time,...
Dear Past Me: The Bamboo Toddler Blanket Is Actually Worth It
Dear Jess of six months ago. You're currently sitting on the floor of the nursery at 2:14 AM, using your teeth to try and unjam a zipper on a fleece sleep sack that somehow got stuck on a blowout-ruined diaper...
Why I Ditched Footies for a Newborn Long Sleeve Romper
It was three in the morning in our drafty Chicago apartment, and I was holding a screaming, poop-covered infant while trying to align what felt like eighty-four tiny metal snaps on a rigid fleece footie. My fingers were trembling, my...