Magazine

Marcus staring at a cloudy plastic baby bottle under harsh kitchen lights

The Great Plastic Illusion: A Dad's Guide to Baby Bottles

I was holding a six-month-old plastic bottle up to the harsh LED light of my kitchen exhaust hood at two in the morning when I realized something was terribly wrong. Next to it on the counter sat a brand new...

Read more

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...

Read more

A cast iron skillet with a puffed pancake on a messy kitchen counter

The truth about raising a dutch baby (and eating one)

I'm currently scraping dried egg batter off my kitchen cabinet at seven in the morning while my toddler aggressively signs for more bananas. This is the exact opposite of the tranquil, well-rested maternal ideal I had pictured when I started...

Read more

Exhausted young mother looking at a massive pile of bright plastic toys from grandparents

Surviving the Baby Boomer Years of Grandparenting

Don't, under any circumstances, politely accept the garbage bag full of your own crusty childhood stuffed animals just because your mom has misty eyes. I did this when my oldest was born, and let me tell you, it was a...

Read more

A beautifully styled baby shower gift basket sitting on a wooden table

Baby Shower Games That Won't Make Your Guests Cringe

I was thirty-five weeks pregnant with my oldest, feet swollen into the shape of overcooked sausages, sitting on a floral armchair in a rural Texas living room while my mother-in-law's friend Brenda aggressively inhaled a microwaved Snickers bar smeared inside...

Read more

A tired father holding a baby while looking at financial spreadsheets on a laptop

My 3 AM Million Dollar Baby Obsession

It's 2:47 AM on a Tuesday. I'm sitting on the nursery floor wearing a hoodie that smells faintly of regurgitated sweet potato, trying to rock one of my twin daughters back to sleep while her sister aggressively kicks the cot...

Read more

Priya reviewing a list of baby names scribbled on a hospital notepad

The brutal truth about picking baby names that won't ruin them

My mother-in-law cornered me in the kitchen at twenty weeks pregnant to gently suggest that our child's name needed to reflect our deep ancestral roots. Later that afternoon, my hipster neighbor in Logan Square casually mentioned over the fence that...

Read more

Sarah sitzt verzweifelt vor einem riesigen Berg aussortierter Babykleidung, in der Hand eine kalte Tasse Kaffee.

Mein absurder Kampf mit Fast Fashion und warum ich fast alles wegge...

Es war 2 Uhr morgens, ich trug eine graue Jogginghose, auf der undefinierbare, verkrustete Süßkartoffel-Brei-Reste klebten, und starrte auf einen gigantischen Berg von Babyklamotten. So richtig grelle, chemisch riechende Neondinosaurier-Strampler aus Poly-irgendwas und Hosen, die sich anfühlten wie aufgeweichtes Plastik....

Read more

A partially chewed wooden and silicone teether resting on a coffee table near my laptop.

Why our pediatrician vetoed the freezer and pushed a beissring holz

It was 2:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was standing in front of the open freezer in my boxers, holding a bright blue plastic hippo filled with mystery gel. Our eleven-month-old son was in the other room, screaming like...

Read more