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Sarah holding a cold coffee looking stressed near a baby changing table.

Dear Past Me: Stop Panicking About Every Baby Poo Colour

Dear Past Me, I know exactly where you're right now. You're standing over the changing table in the nursery at 3:14 AM. You're wearing those gray maternity sweatpants with the bleach stain on the left knee, and you haven't washed...

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Surviving the Baby Porcupine Phase (A Letter to My Past Self)

Dear Sarah from six months ago, You're currently sitting on the cold tile of the downstairs bathroom. It’s 2:14 PM on a Tuesday, you’re wearing those tragic gray sweatpants with the bleach stain on the left thigh, and you're hiding...

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A bewildered dad researching baby bee stings on his phone at a park

Why Your Outdoor Baby Bee Sting Panic Is Statistically Flawed

We were sitting on a patch of semi-dry grass at Laurelhurst Park, and I was holding a lukewarm pouch of what the label optimistically called baby beef and sweet potato puree. My 11-month-old son was violently refusing the spoon, slapping...

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The absolute chaos of the home baby ball pit (and why we caved)

"Get them a tub of plastic spheres," my mother-in-law announced over Sunday roast, waving her fork for emphasis, "it tires them out." "Don’t you dare," warned Clara from my NCT group a week later, eyes wide over her flat white,...

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Baby Announcement Cards: A Postpartum Letter To My Past Self

It's two in the morning. The Chicago winter wind is rattling the bedroom window, and I'm staring at a stack of heavy-stock envelopes sitting next to a cold mug of chai. My breast pump is making that rhythmic, dying-cow sound....

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Two babies on a floor mat learning to crawl in a London flat

The Truth About Crawling Timelines From A Tired London Twin Dad

I'm currently lying face down on a heavily stained Berber rug, making intense eye contact with a small, unblinking human who has just eaten a piece of fluff. In my outstretched hand is a set of house keys, jangling desperately...

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How To Keep A Baby Alive: Sleep, Teeth, And The Absolute Chaos

It was exactly 3:14 AM, and I was standing in the middle of Leo’s nursery wearing a nursing bra that smelled distinctively of sour milk and Dave’s gray college sweatpants. I was sobbing quietly because I couldn't, for the absolute...

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Surviving Twins: Why We Chose Baby Snoopy Over The Baby Snoo

I was standing in a damp Oxfam shop on Mare Street, aggressively wiping a half-masticated rice cake off my coat lapel, when I locked eyes with him. It was a slightly faded, ridiculously soft plush beagle from 1996. One of...

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A bundled up baby looking grumpy in a winter stroller

What a Freezing Park Day Taught Me About Parenting Like a Wild Cat

It was 14 degrees in late January. Maya was maybe four months old, strapped to my chest in one of those trendy animal-print carriers that I paid way too much for because Instagram told me to. I had three layers...

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