How to Get Rid of Baby Acne When Your Newborn Looks 15
I'm sitting in the low light of our London flat at three in the morning, holding Florence in one arm and frantically trying to keep a rogue stream of milk from finding its way into her neck creases, when I...
The Real Baby's Day Out Cast Needs a Lot More Than Movie Magic
My mother-in-law told me to just toss him in the grocery cart basket with a knitted blanket and call it a day. The teenage checkout clerk at HEB confidently informed me that babies shouldn't leave the house until they're at...
Why I Stopped Listening to Every Tiny Nursery Sound
It was 2:14 AM and I was sitting on the edge of the bathtub in Daveβs college sweatpantsβthe ones with the unidentified bleach stain on the left kneeβstaring at a glowing plastic screen like it held the secrets to the...
The Ultimate Blue Baby Shower Dress Survival Guide for Dads
I was standing in our shoebox-sized London bedroom, knee-deep in crinkled ASOS packaging, watching my heavily pregnant wife attempt to extract herself from what can only be described as a sapphire-coloured sausage casing. She was breathing heavily, one arm pinned...
Burt's Bees Baby Sizing Is Completely Unhinged And I Love It
It was exactly 2:14 AM. I know this because the glowing red numbers on the cheap digital clock my husband insisted we keep in the nursery were burning a hole into my retinas. Maya was four months old, screaming like...
The Honest Truth About Taking a Disney Baby to the Theme Parks
My mother-in-law cornered me in the kitchen, squinted over her coffee mug, and told me I was throwing money straight down the drain because "the child won't remember a single second of it." Two hours later, my best friend from...
Dear Past Me: Do Not Let Your Kid Touch That Tiny Wild Reptile
Dear Sarah of last May. You're currently standing on the muddy shoulder of the Wissahickon creek trail, balancing a tepid Yeti mug of dark roast on your yoga pants-clad knee, utterly paralyzed. Leo is pointing a grubby four-year-old finger at...
Dear Exhausted Jess: What I Wish I Knew About Bamboo Baby Sleepers
You're sitting on the edge of the glider at 2:14 AM, staring at the baby monitor like it's a crystal ball that might magically reveal why the baby just woke up for the fourth time since midnight. Your coffee from...
The Reality of Baby Reflux: Surviving the Spit-Up Years
It was 3:17 AM on a Tuesday, and I was sitting in my grandmother's old floral rocking chair, completely drenched in what I can only describe as sour Parmesan cheese. My oldest son, Jacksonβbless his heart, he's my cautionary tale...