The truth about a baby body bedruckt for sensitive skin
There's always that one specific moment at every baby shower. The tissue paper gets pulled back, the entire room lets out a collective sigh, and the mom-to-be holds up a tiny white shirt with something like "Future Boss" stamped across...
Dear Past Marcus: The Hard Truth About Organic Preemie Clothes
I still smell that specific pink hospital soap sometimes. The foaming one from the wall dispenser outside Pod B. If I close my eyes right now, sitting in my kitchen with a lukewarm coffee while an 11-month-old aggressively tries to...
Why I Swear By A Black Long Sleeve Onesie For Newborns
My mother told me babies should only ever be dressed in white pointelle cotton or pale lemon yellow. My mother-in-law, bless her heart, took one look at my registry and announced that dressing an infant in dark colors would permanently...
Mein groΓes Garn-Desaster: Die richtige Wolle fΓΌr die Babydecke
Es war drei Uhr nachts an einem schwΓΌlen Augusttag. Ich war im achten Monat schwanger mit meinem Γltesten β der heute ΓΌbrigens mein wandelndes Warnschild fΓΌr so ziemlich jede Erziehungsentscheidung ist. Ich saΓ auf dem FuΓboden meines vΓΆllig ΓΌberhitzten Wohnzimmers...
Surviving the Floppy Head Phase With a Wrap-Style Baby Outfit
I'm sweating entirely through my gray t-shirt in Room 402 of Legacy Emanuel hospital. My daughter is exactly 36 hours old, and I'm holding a piece of yellow cotton with a neck hole that looks roughly the size of a...
The 3 AM Poop Blowout That Saved Me From Over-The-Head Onesies
There was poop in Leoβs ear. I donβt mean a little smudge, I mean a scientifically impossible amount of bright yellow liquid nightmare that had somehow defied gravity and traveled all the way up his back, past his neck, and...
Why I Have a Love Hate Relationship With Newborn Tights With Feet
Sitting in the back pew of First Baptist, sweating completely through my holiday sweater while my three-month-old oldest, Tucker (who's basically the reason I've gray hair at thirty-one), screamed his head off during Silent Night. Why? Because it was a...
The 3 AM Blowout That Made Me Respect the Newborn White Onesie
It was 3:14 AM. November. I know this because my phone flashlight was blinding me and the digital clock on the microwave was blinking in the background while I stood in the kitchen wearing a fleece Target robe from like,...
The Honest Truth About Organic Baby Bibs (And What To Avoid)
I'm currently staring at a mountain of laundry on my living room sofa, and right on top is a graveyard of those stiff, plastic-backed baby bibs I bought for my oldest son five years ago. Bless his heart, he was...