The Honest Truth About Mixing Human Kids And Baby Puppies Now
My grandmother always kept this framed cross-stitch in her kitchen of a rosy-cheeked toddler sleeping peacefully in a wicker basket with a fluffy golden retriever pup tucked right under his arm. Let me just tell y'all, that image is the...
Sorting out the truth about cooking potatoes for your infant
My mother-in-law told me to boil them in full-fat milk and mash them with enough ghee to lubricate a small engine. She said it would make my son strong, calling him her little beta while ignoring my terrified first-time-mom face....
Why the Viral Baby Three Collectibles Are a Nightmare for Parents
I was elbow-deep in laundry on a Tuesday when the silence hit. Any mom of three under five knows that dead silence in the playroom isn't a blessing, it's a threat. I dropped a half-folded organic sleep sack and sprinted...
The Real Baby Traps (And Why I Googled Billionaires At 3 AM)
Last Tuesday at 2:14 AM, I found myself trying to gently fold my sonβs thigh like a piece of origami just to get it out from between the wooden bars of his crib. Baby T had managed to wedge his...
The 3 AM Panic Over an Imaginary Baby Wolf and Real Spiders
Itβs 3:14 AM and Iβm standing in the hallway wearing my husbandβs stained college sweatpants, entirely unable to process what's happening. The baby monitor is just blinking this angry little green light at me, and through the static, I can...
Baby You Got Something In Your Nose: A Toddler Survival Guide
I was standing at the kitchen sink yesterday, frantically trying to scrub crusted oatmeal off a plastic dinosaur plate while three loads of laundry soured in the washing machine. I had the radio playing, and I was actually singing the...
Letter to My Past Self About the Best Baby Car Seats
You're currently sitting in the driver's seat of the Subaru, staring at the rain pounding the windshield while Sarah is upstairs in the triage unit. You're drumming your fingers on the steering wheel, running through mental checklists, feeling a smug...
To My Past Self: Troubleshooting the Coppertone Baby Dilemma
It's currently 94 degrees in Portland, and I'm hiding under a nylon pop-up canopy at Laurelhurst Park, desperately tracking my son's core temperature while he aggressively tries to eat a handful of dry woodchips. I'm writing this to you, Marcus...
The Medical Reality of Buying Baby Headphones: A Nurse's Guide
We were sitting in row fourteen at my cousin's sangeet in Schaumburg when the bass from the dhol vibrated through the floorboards and straight up into my sternum. My daughter was barely three months old. I had my hands clamped...