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My Baby Loss Tattoo: Why I Needed Ink After the Worst Day

I was staring at the popcorn ceiling in my bedroom at two in the afternoon on a Tuesday, listening to the hum of the ceiling fan and absolutely nothing else. The house was dead silent. My oldest was at preschool,...

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Comforting Baby Loss Quotes: Finding Words When You're Grieving

"At least you know your plumbing still works!" That was my well-meaning but completely clueless aunt, standing way too close to my face in the hospital room while I was still wearing those god-awful mesh underwear and bleeding through a...

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Why a February 18 Beanie Baby almost ruined my weekend

I was standing in my laundry room at 2 AM wearing my husband Dave's faded Georgetown sweatpants and a nursing bra that had definitely seen better days, violently hacking at the door of our dryer with a butter knife. The...

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The Truth About That Baby Lip Tie Diagnosis You Just Googled

It was exactly 3:14 AM on a Tuesday, I was wearing a grey nursing bra that smelled aggressively like sour milk and sheer desperation, and I was holding my phone about two inches from my three-week-old daughter’s face trying to...

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Building Your First Baby Layette: A Tech Dad's Hardware Guide

At 37 weeks into my wife's pregnancy, I proudly stood in our nursery looking at my haul. I had acquired exactly fourteen pairs of newborn sneakers, three miniature denim jackets, a tiny tuxedo, and zero functional sleepwear. I approached our...

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The Truth About Baby Knitting Patterns (And What Actually Works)

Maya was exactly eighteen days old and I was sitting on our beige living room rug in sweatpants that hadn't been washed since the Obama administration, crying over a tiny sleeve. It was somewhere around 2 PM, though time is...

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Why a Baby Kicking Simulator Script Changed Our Playtime

I was up to my elbows in pureed butternut squash, desperately trying to convince two screaming two-year-olds that lunch was a necessary human function, when I glanced over at my nine-year-old nephew. He was visiting for the weekend, slouched on...

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Learning Baby I Love Your Way Chords Fixed Our Broken Bedtime

At 2:14 AM on a Tuesday, my daughter's sleep architecture completely collapsed. We were eleven months into this parenting experiment, and Maya was standing in her crib, shaking the rails like a tiny inmate demanding to speak to the warden....

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The Utter Absurdity of Buying a Baby Golf Outfit for Toddlers

I’m currently watching my two-year-old daughter, Florence, attempt to swallow a brightly coloured plastic golf tee while her twin sister, Matilda, aggressively reverse-crawls her way out of a sand bunker. We’re at a rather stiff, overly manicured Surrey golf club...

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