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The truth about viral audio trends and your toddler
My mother-in-law told me to physically cover my toddler's ears whenever a rap song comes on in public. My neighbor, who has three feral boys, said I should just let him listen to whatever because censoring it makes it a...
What to Do When Your Toddler Learns 'She Gon Call Me Baby Booter'
When my two-year-old twin girls started doing a weird, jerky zombie shuffle around the kitchen island chanting a garbled phrase, I asked three different people for advice on what to do. My mother, over a lukewarm cup of tea, told...
The truth about the signs of RSV in babies before you panic
Everyone thinks a severe respiratory infection announces itself with a siren and a neon sign. You expect a blazing fever, violent coughing fits, maybe a dramatic rash that tells you exactly when it's time to panic. But the biggest myth...
Am I Losing My Mind or Are These Signs of Teething in Babies?
"Oh, itβs just a tooth coming in," the barista at my local Starbucks told me yesterday, casually sliding my fourth Americano across the counter while my seven-month-old, Maya, gnawed violently on my collarbone. I was wearing a terribly stained pair...
The Pediatric Nurse's Guide to the Perfect Smash Cake for Baby
I was standing at my kitchen island at eleven at night, aggressively pureeing dates to sweeten a dense, beige lump of oat flour. My son's first birthday was in exactly twelve hours. I had convinced myself that if a single...
That Time I Thought My Baby Broke Every Single Bone
I was standing in the middle of my living room at ten o'clock at night, holding a screaming four-month-old, wearing a t-shirt covered in sour milk, and trying to figure out if human knees were supposed to bend that way....
The Panic-Sweat Guide: Explaining How Babies Are Actually Made
It was a Tuesday morning, exactly 8:14 AM, and I was standing in line at our local bakery wearing a pair of black leggings that I hadn't washed since the weekend. I was holding a terrifyingly hot Americano in one...
Raising An Honest Baby: The Myth That Is Driving Us Absolutely Mad
I'm standing in aisle nine at the grocery store, holding a wailing 18-month-old on my left hip while aggressively squinting at the microscopic font on the back of a lotion bottle. The cart wheel is squeaking, my back is sweating,...
Spoiled By My Billionaire Baby Daddy: The Real Truth About Luxury
I was standing at the kitchen island at eleven o'clock last night, aggressively scrubbing dried sweet potato off a highchair tray with a sponge that had definitely seen better days, when my phone auto-played a clip from that ridiculous viral...