The Reality of Kat Cammackβs Baby Journey and Postpartum Trauma
The breakroom TV in our pediatric triage unit was perpetually muted on a twenty-four-hour news channel, mostly serving as a glowing, anxiety-inducing nightlight while we charted at three in the morning. When you work in medicine long enough, you stop...
The Messy Reality of Being a Baby's Mom: Surviving Newborns
I was sitting on my bathroom floor at 2:14 AM with a broken breast pump in one hand and a half-eaten sleeve of stale saltines in the other, aggressively weeping because my golden retriever, Buster, looked at me wrong. My...
The Unfiltered Shift From Mother To Baby: What I Actually Learned
I'm currently staring at a dried crust of spit-up on my left shoulder that has been there since Tuesday, and honestly, I don't have the energy to change my shirt. Iβm bouncing my youngest on my hip while trying to...
The UK Cheerleader Baby Story Is Our Biggest Motherhood Nightmare
Let's just obliterate the biggest, most dangerous lie the hospital discharge nurses hand you right along with those giant mesh underwear. The absolute biggest myth of motherhood is that your "maternal instinct" is some kind of magical, invisible force field...
Why the Trisha Paytas Baby Drama Makes Me Rethink Parenting
Don't crowd-source your baby's identity on the internet, and definitely don't let your mother-in-law's passive-aggressive text messages dictate how you announce your kid to the world. I learned this the hard way when I created a literal feedback form for...
Letter to myself about red panda babies and surviving the night
Dear Priya from six months ago. You're currently sitting on the peeling linoleum of the nursery floor at three in the morning, staring at a pile of unwashed swaddles and frantically googling the birth weight of exotic animals. You think...
Pretty Little Baby I'm So In Love With You: The Reality
Dear Sarah from exactly six months ago, You're currently sitting in the driver's seat of the Honda, parked terribly across two spaces at the local Target. The air conditioning is blasting but you're still sweating through your oversized maternity t-shirt...
Palace Confirms Baby Number 4 Rumors: The Reality of Four Kids
It was three in the morning, Chicago was freezing, and I was pinned under the dead weight of my toddler while doomscrolling TikTok. The blue light was burning my retinas when a robotic AI voice read a headline over a...
Why OPI Baby Take A Vow Is The Only Polish Surviving My Chaos
I was 38 weeks pregnant with my oldest, sitting on the cold tile of my bathroom floor because reaching my toes was a logistical impossibility, attempting to paint my fingernails a color called something ridiculous like "Neon Midnight." It was...