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The 3AM Savior: Decoding Baby Blue Daniel Caesar Lyrics
There's a very specific type of despair that sets in around 3:14 AM when one twin is screaming because the shadows on the wall are looking at her funny, and the other is methodically attempting to ingest the cardboard spine...
When Do You Actually Stop Burping a Baby? An Honest Dad Guide
Dear Tom from six months agoβor rather, let's cast our minds all the way back to the dark trenches when the twins were tiny, because time is a flat, milk-stained circle and my trauma has simply manifested as a letter...
What to Do When Your Kid Finds a Baby Squirrel in the Yard
"Drop the Similac, Tucker!" I yelled across the patio, lunging over a scattered pile of wooden blocks while clutching a squirming newborn to my chest. My oldest sonβbless his animal-loving, highly impulsive heartβwas kneeling in the damp Bermuda grass, holding...
When Can You Find Out the Gender of a Baby? A Messy Guide
When I was barely six weeks pregnant with Leo, sitting at a lukewarm brunch while desperately trying not to hurl into my overpriced oatmeal and clutching my third decaf coffee like a lifeline, I got three entirely different timelines for...
The Great BBQ Debate: Ribs and Baby-Led Weaning
Summer in Chicago means the lake breeze is sticky and someone is always firing up a smoker in a park. We were at a family cookout near Montrose Beach last July when my husband's uncle handed my eight-month-old a massive,...
The Truth About Mebie Baby: A Letter to My Sleep-Deprived Self
Dear Tom from six months ago, You're hiding in the downstairs loo right now, aren't you? You've got one foot wedged against the door to keep the twins out, you're covered in something sticky that you pray is just mashed...
Surviving the Hype: Baby Quilt Patterns and Actual Safe Sleep
It was 2:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was eight months pregnant with Maya, sobbing over a jammed bobbin on a borrowed Singer sewing machine. I was wearing maternity leggings that definitely had a hole in the crotch, my...
Debugging The Baby Beanie: My Thermal Miscalculations As A Dad
It was 3:14 AM on a Tuesday, roughly two weeks after we brought our son home, and I was staring at the Nanit monitor on my nightstand like it was a mission-critical server dashboard. The camera feed showed my kid...
Why I Traded My Spine for a Cheap Carrier (And What I Buy Now)
We were halfway up Enchanted Rock in the dead of a Texas July, and I was absolutely convinced my spine was going to snap in two. My oldestβbless his heart, he was the guinea pig for literally every parenting mistake...