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Why the aesthetic frida baby humidifier ruined my tuesday night
It was 2:14 in the morning on a Tuesday in late January. Outside our Chicago apartment, the wind chill was hovering around zero. Inside, our ancient radiators were blasting dry, punishing heat into the nursery. My toddler sounded like a...
The real story on the frida baby bath tub and the daily wash myth
I was standing in my cramped Chicago bathroom at eight in the evening with a slippery, shrieking newborn who looked exactly like a wet baby bat. My mother-in-law was on FaceTime, loudly explaining that he needed this nightly ritual to...
What nobody tells you about that first postpartum menstrual cycle
Listen, the biggest lie anyone will ever tell you in those hazy early days is that nursing your baby is a foolproof way to pause your menstrual cycle for a year. I was sitting on my toilet in our cramped...
Why The Filter Baby Concept Actually Matters For Your Sanity
I was standing in our tiny primary bathroom, the exhaust fan rattling like a helicopter overhead, while my oldest son Wyatt screamed bloody murder. He wasn't even six months old yet. I had just pulled him out of the bathtub,...
The Truth About The Perfectly Put-Together Infant
It was 3:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was wearing a maternity bra that hadn't been genuinely white since the Obama administration. My second kid, Maya, was exactly three weeks old and smack in the middle of a cluster-feeding...
The 2 AM Google Spiral About Baby Milestones
It was 2:14 in the morning on a Tuesday. Or maybe Wednesday? Time doesn't actually exist when you've an eleven-month-old who treats sleep like a hostile negotiation. I was sitting on the floor of Maya's nursery, wearing Dave's grey zip-up...
The Only Dutch Baby Pancake Recipe You Will Ever Actually Make
It was 6:13 AM on a Tuesday, and I was standing in the middle of my kitchen wearing my husband Daveβs old college sweatshirt with a mysterious, crusty white stain on the left sleeve that Iβm pretty sure was dried...
Dear past me: What I wish I knew about raising happy Dutch babies
It's three in the morning and you're sitting on the edge of the glider in a freezing Chicago nursery. You're holding a screaming six-month-old who hasn't slept a solid stretch since he was born. You pull out your phone, desperate...
Dr Boss is My Baby Daddy: The Real Workplace Pregnancy Guide
My mother told me to buy oversized scrubs and pretend nothing was happening until my water broke on the linoleum. My charge nurse pulled me into a supply closet and said to demand light duty the second the second line...