Where to Sell Baby Clothes When The Piles Literally Take Over
"You need to put everything on Poshmark," my neighbor Jessica told me on Tuesday morning while we were standing outside the preschool gates. "No, God, ThredUp is the only way, who has time to ship?" my sister texted me literally...
The Great Baby Footwear Debate: Why Tall Options Are The Only Way
I was standing in the produce aisle at H-E-B trying to remember if we needed cilantro, while my mother-in-law texted me that putting any kind of footwear on a three-week-old would permanently stunt his foot growth, right as a sweet...
What the hospital ruined about my cozy baby blanket fantasies
I'm currently staring at a hand-knit, cable-stitch monstrosity that my great-aunt sent from Delhi. It weighs about as much as a small dog. Before nursing school, before I had a child of my own who treats sleep like a hostile...
Why I Finally Ditched Cotton for Bamboo Mini Crib Sheets
There I was in a La Quinta Inn somewhere outside of Waco, wrestling a sandpaper-stiff cotton sheet over a travel mattress at two in the morning while my oldest, Tucker, screamed like he was being exorcised. Every time I got...
Why We Switched To Sleeping Bags For Infants (And You Should Too)
My mother-in-law told me to pile three heavy quilts on him because Portland nights are drafty and he was going to freeze. The exhausted NICU nurse at the hospital swaddled him so tightly in a receiving blanket that he looked...
The Absolute Nightmare of Buying Toddler Khaki Shorts
I was sweating through three layers of sage green bridesmaid tulle in a 104-degree Texas July, standing inside a rented porta-potty that smelled exactly as bad as you're imagining, frantically trying to unfasten a button the size of a baby...
Must-Have Babyzimmer Essentials (Minus the Pinterest BS)
I was sitting cross-legged on the floor of our spare bedroom at 2 AM, eight months pregnant with Leo, aggressively weeping into a half-assembled IKEA dresser. I was wearing one of my husband Daveβs old college hoodies that smelled faintly...
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...
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...