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Why this skeptical pediatric nurse finally bought a baby wagon
It was mid-July at Montrose Beach, the kind of Chicago summer day where the humidity feels like a wet wool blanket draped over your shoulders. I was dragging a premium traditional stroller backward through the sand, my sandals sinking with...
Why That Online Growth Chart Is Making You Lose Your Mind
I'm standing naked on my cold Chicago bathroom tile at four in the morning. My baby is also naked. I step onto the digital scale, memorize my exact weight, step off, pick up my thrashing three-month-old, step back on, and...
The 3 AM Panic Over an Imaginary Baby Wolf and Real Spiders
Itβs 3:14 AM and Iβm standing in the hallway wearing my husbandβs stained college sweatpants, entirely unable to process what's happening. The baby monitor is just blinking this angry little green light at me, and through the static, I can...
Baby You Got Something In Your Nose: A Toddler Survival Guide
I was standing at the kitchen sink yesterday, frantically trying to scrub crusted oatmeal off a plastic dinosaur plate while three loads of laundry soured in the washing machine. I had the radio playing, and I was actually singing the...
Dear Past Tom: What To Know Before You Walk Into A Bambi Baby Store
You're currently sitting in the driver's seat of the Ford Focus, sweating quite profoundly through your favorite grey jumper, staring through the glass front of the bambi baby store like it's an active crime scene you've been asked to clean...
Singing 'Be My Baby' Lyrics At 3AM Saved My Paternal Sanity
Itβs 3:14 AM on a damp Tuesday in Walthamstow, and my twin girls have decided to form a heavy metal screaming choir. Florence is handling the high-pitched falsetto, while Matilda is providing a guttural, terrifying bass that frankly shouldn't be...
The Truth About Beech-Nut Baby Food From a Tired Mom of Three
I was standing on a kitchen chair with a wet Swiffer pad, aggressively scrubbing bright orange sweet potato puree off my ceiling fan, when I finally accepted defeat. This was four years ago with my oldest son. I had bought...
Letter to My Past Self About the Best Baby Car Seats
You're currently sitting in the driver's seat of the Subaru, staring at the rain pounding the windshield while Sarah is upstairs in the triage unit. You're drumming your fingers on the steering wheel, running through mental checklists, feeling a smug...
How to Find the Best Baby Sunscreen Without Losing Your Sanity
I'm sitting on a blistering hot dock at the lake with my oldest pinned firmly between my knees, my middle kid is actively trying to eat a handful of wet sand, and I'm staring at a bottle of aerosol "sport"...