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Aishiteruze Baby And The Massive Lies I Believed About Motherhood
It’s 2017 and I'm sitting on the edge of the master bathroom tub at 3:14 AM wearing a pair of my husband’s gray sweatpants that have a highly suspicious yellow stain on the left knee. I'm holding a screaming, two-week-old...
Air Fryer Baby Potatoes: The Ultimate Dad's Guide to Solids
Dear Marcus from six months ago. You're currently staring at a mesh bag of organic tubers on the kitchen island, sweating right through your gray t-shirt. Your wife just casually mentioned we need to start Baby-Led Weaning next week, and...
The Messy, Exhausting Truth About What It Takes To Adopt A Baby
I was sitting on the cold hexagonal bathroom tiles at 2:14 AM. The laptop was actually burning my thighs through Dave's gray Villanova sweatpants—the ones with the weird bleach stain on the knee from 2018. I had consumed three cups...
Dear Past Me: What I Wish I Knew About The Acutane Baby Risk
Dear Sarah from exactly six months ago. You're currently sitting in the driver's seat of the Honda Pilot outside the dermatologist's office. It's pouring rain, you've a lukewarm, half-empty oat milk latte leaking dangerously close to the gear shift, and...
The Messy Truth About Acid Reflux In Babies: A Survival Guide
Dear Sarah of seven years ago, You're currently sitting on the bathroom floor in your husband’s gray college hoodie. It's 3:14 AM. You smell like sour yogurt, desperation, and whatever that weird metallic scent is that babies get when they’re...
The Terrifying Truth About Accutane Babies And My Pregnancy
It was 2018, I was 28 weeks pregnant with Maya, and I was sitting completely frozen on my bathroom floor. I was wearing Mark's ancient, oversized college t-shirt—the grey one with a completely unidentifiable stain near the collar that I...
Decoding the Weird Joker Baby Suit Panic Sometime Around 3 AM
It was 2:14 AM on a Tuesday when my 11-month-old's thermal management system completely crashed. We were trying to do a quick family photo in the living room, and my mother-in-law had aggressively gifted us a tiny, three-piece synthetic tuxedo....
Surviving the 9-Month Sleep Regression and Absolute Chaos
It was 3:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was standing in the dark wearing a pair of maternity leggings I should have burned six months ago and my husband Dave's faded college hoodie, staring at Maya. She was gripping...
Why I Threw Away the Pink Plastic (And Found Better Baby Girl Toys)
It was 2:14 AM on December 26th, and I was sitting on the floor in a nursing bra that had completely given up the ghost sometime in 2016 and a pair of Dave's boxer briefs, furiously crying over a plastic...