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Toddler girl sitting on a playmat wearing ribbed baumwoll leggins.

My Honest Review on Why We Finally Switched to Baumwoll Leggins

I'm currently sitting cross-legged on the floor of my guest roomβ€”which is actually just my Etsy shipping room masquerading as a guest roomβ€”staring at a plastic tote bin full of toddler clothes my oldest daughter wore three years ago. I...

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Exhausted dad staring at a toddler tangled in a massive white duvet

Welche Bettdecke FΓΌr Kinder: A Dad's Toddler Duvet Dilemma

3:17 AM. My left foot is currently wedged between the wooden bars of a toddler bed, and I'm trying to extract my daughter Florence from what can only be described as a textile hostage situation. She is entirely encased in...

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Tired dad sitting on the floor surrounded by folded baby plush blankets

The Great Plush Blanket Paradox (And How We Survived It)

I'm sitting on the floor of our tiny London flat, entirely boxed in by a structural wall of fluffy pastel squares. It’s roughly four days after my twin girls were born. They're currently wearing matching baby pyjamas (one of them...

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A folded organic cotton baby tee sitting next to a wooden teether on a bed

Why finding a real usa baby tee is a nightmare (and how to fix it)

Yellow mustard poop all the way up the shoulder blades. That's what I was dealing with at two in the morning in my freezing Chicago apartment, trying to pry a rigid, zero-stretch miniature t-shirt over my screaming son's head. I...

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A messy family bed with a large white organic cotton blanket and a half-empty coffee mug

Why Our Family Bed Needed a Giant Organic Cotton Blanket

It was 3:14 AM on a random Tuesday, and I was pinned to the extreme left edge of my own mattress by a sweaty, aggressively kicking toddler foot. Maya was three at the time. My right arm was completely numb...

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A crumpled Pippi lΓ€tzchen bandana bib on a coffee table next to a half-empty mug.

Why Pippi LΓ€tzchen Saved Us from the Teething Drool Nightmare

I'm standing in my kitchen at 4:12 PM on a Tuesday in late November. I'm wearing my husband's oversized grey fleece that smells vaguely of stale coffee and desperation, and I'm holding my five-month-old son, Leo. He is screaming. Not...

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A baby wearing a white cropped baby tee while lying on a playmat.

Why the cropped baby tee saved my sanity and his cord stump

Day five postpartum. Three in the morning. July in Chicago. The window unit AC was rattling like a dying lawnmower, the ambient humidity was somewhere around ninety percent, and my son was screaming with the kind of intensity that makes...

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Dad holding a confusing pile of black cotton leggings while baby crawls away.

The baumwoll leggins damen obsession: Decoding my wife's closet

I'm standing in our Portland basement at 11:45 PM, staring at a laundry basket that appears to contain fourteen identical black fabric tubes. Our eleven-month-old just successfully executed a tactical diaper blowout ten minutes after falling asleep, which means I'm...

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Tired dad holding two toddlers dressed in thick winter layers

The Great Baby Overall Winter Survival Guide for Exhausted Parents

My forehead was pressed against the freezing cold steering wheel of our Ford Focus, beads of sweat pooling in my eyebrows while both twins screamed at a pitch that I'm fairly certain cracked the rearview mirror. We hadn't even left...

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