The 3 AM Pajama Panic (And How I Finally Figured Out Baby Sleepwear)
It was 2:14 AM and the red numbers on my alarm clock were basically mocking me while I stood in the middle of our drafty farmhouse nursery trying not to have a complete meltdown. My oldest son was four weeks...
The reality of newborn wardrobes and the toy box triage
I was thirty-eight weeks pregnant sitting on the floor of the nursery folding a pair of microscopic stiff denim jeans. I actually ironed them. I think about that night a lot. I think about how profoundly stupid I was to...
What an elon musk baby mama taught me about dad anxiety
It was 3:14 AM on a Tuesday, and my 11-month-old son was doing this weird, rhythmic dolphin-screech breathing in my arms. Every time I tried to transfer him to the crib, his internal gyroscope detected the change in altitude and...
The Hudson Meek Baby Driver Tragedy and Car Safety Wake-Up Calls
I was doing about 55 down FM 1431 with my three kids in the back of my Honda Odyssey, singing along to some Disney garbage to keep the peace, when I heard the unmistakable, heavy thunk of a car door...
What the Blueface Baby Tabloid Drama Actually Taught Me About Safety
My mom called me last week in an absolute panic saying I needed to delete my apps because parents were chucking their infants at walls, my neighbor Sarah cornered me at the mailbox to tell me belly button hernias mean...
Why searching blue baby isaac at 2am will terrify you
It was 3 a.m. in our Chicago townhouse, the exact hour when every shadow in the nursery looks like a critical medical emergency. I was standing over the crib, staring at my four-month-old son's mouth, convinced his upper lip looked...
Bigbang Fantastic Baby: A Dad's Guide to Infant Auditory Safety
It's 2:14 PM on a Tuesday. I'm standing in the exact center of our living room in Portland, holding an 11-month-old who's currently wearing only a diaper and one mismatched sock, while the opening synth chords of a legendary 2012...
My Unhinged, Exhausting Search For The Best Glass Baby Bottles
I was standing in my kitchen at 3:14 AM wearing my husband Dan’s college sweatpants that had a questionable mustard stain on the knee, holding a supposedly pristine, top-of-the-line glass bottle while Maya screamed in the other room. I was...
The Jason Kelce Baby Playbook: What Fainting Dads And Feral Toddler...
Before my daughter was born, my mother-in-law told me to keep her head covered indoors so the wind wouldn't enter her ears. The lactation consultant at the hospital told me skin-to-skin contact would solve my latch issues, my sleep deprivation,...