Exactly what vaccines do babies get? A twin dad's messy guide
We were sitting in the waiting room of our local GP surgery, surrounded by faded posters from 1998 warning about the dangers of excessive screen time, which felt deeply ironic given I was desperately playing a brightly coloured cartoon on...
Why Do Babies Spit Up All the Time? A Nurse's Guide to the Mess
When my daughter started turning every feed into a fountain, I got three different diagnoses in a single Tuesday. My mother-in-law watched a puddle form on my jeans and told me my breastmilk was too thin, suggesting I eat more...
Prune Juice for Babies: A Dad's Guide to the Constipation Matrix
My mother-in-law told me to fill an entire eight-ounce bottle with warm Sunsweet and let him chug it like a fraternity dare. My lead developer at work, who has three teenagers and a suspiciously clean desk, warned me that any...
NICU Wardrobe Hacks: Dressing Your Preemie Without Breaking Things
I was standing next to an isolette that cost more than my first car, holding a microscopic, bright red fleece snowsuit my aunt had mailed us. The incubator was humming. The Philips monitors were doing that rhythmic, low-stakes beeping that...
A late night letter to myself about the baby gap discount code
Dear Priya from last November. You're sitting in the dark. The baby is finally down after three false starts. Your phone screen is blinding you because you forgot to turn on night mode. You're staring at a cart containing fourteen...
Why Your Infant is Basically a Baby Monkey (And Why That's Okay)
It was 3:14 AM, and I was wearing a gray Target nursing tank that smelled strongly of sour milk and desperation. My husband Dave was snoringβnot like a cute, rhythmic rumble, but this full-blown, windows-rattling snore that made me want...
The 3 AM Snot Exorcism: A Guide To Your Baby Nose Sucker
It's 3:14 AM. I'm sitting on the edge of the nursery glider, wearing a nursing bra that definitely smells like sour milk and my husband Dave's faded Pearl Jam t-shirt. My four-month-old, Leo, is making a sound that I can...
The Honest Truth About Using Baby Oil Gel on Newborns
My mother-in-law told me to massage my son in warm mustard oil until he resembled a glazed donut. My favorite attending physician from the pediatric ward said to stick to dry air and benign neglect. The internet moms told me...
What the Story of Baby Patrick Taught Me About Surviving Fatherhood
Before we even left the hospital car park, the senior midwife leaned into my personal space with the gravity of a seasoned war general and whispered that I absolutely must do skin-to-skin contact for exactly forty-five uninterrupted minutes a day...