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The reality of raising a CDH baby when you have absolutely no idea ...
When we got the twenty-week anomaly scan results for the twins, I received exactly three pieces of advice about what to do next. My mother-in-law told us to play Mozart to the bump to encourage "internal harmony," a woman in...
Why the voice remote caused a Sunday morning toddler meltdown
I was halfway through pouring a deeply inadequate cup of instant coffee when I heard the unmistakable, booming sound of a cinematic explosion coming from the living room. Let me set the scene: 6:14 am on a Sunday. I hadn't...
The Honest Parent's Guide to Surviving Carhartt Baby Clothes
It's a freezing Tuesday in November 2018, and I'm standing in the middle of a disgustingly hip baby boutique in Portland, Oregon, wearing yoga pants that haven't seen an actual yoga studio since Obama was in office. I'm clutching a...
The Giant Swamp Rodent Trend Ruining My Perfectly Good Tuesday
We were in aisle seven of the Lincoln Park Target when a meltdown of epic proportions began. Not over a toy, and not over a snack. My son wanted the giant, terminally chill rodent he had seen on my phone...
Why the Sweet Stuff Is Off the Menu: A Guide to Honey for Infants
Tuesday, 3:18 AM. Twin A (the one with the lungs) has developed a cough that sounds vaguely like a sea lion demanding fish. My phone vibrates on the nightstand. It's my mother, who possesses a bizarre sixth sense for when...
Why we panic over California Baby and 3 AM skin rashes
Three in the morning on a Tuesday in January. The radiator in my Chicago apartment is clanking like an asthmatic tractor. My toddler is doing the dreaded scratch-dance against the crib rails, sounding like someone dragging sandpaper across a chalkboard....
Raising Butcher Babies: The No-Nonsense Guide to Real Meat
There was a solid smear of greyish-brown turkey paste on my kitchen ceiling, and I was sitting on the floor crying next to a half-empty jar of baby food that smelled exactly like the wet food I buy for the...
Dear Past Priya: You Need a Busy Baby Mat to Survive Restaurants
Dear Priya from last October. You're currently sitting in booth three at the diner on Lincoln Avenue, pretending you aren't about to cry into your lukewarm coffee. Your six-month-old just threw his wooden teething ring onto the black-and-white tile floor...
Raising Little Bush Babies: The Wild Truth About Newborn Care
When I brought my first son home, the hospital sliding doors hadn't even closed behind us before the contradictory advice started rolling in. My own mother leaned over the infant car seat in the parking lot and declared I needed...