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A toddler wearing a soft organic cotton henley romper on a rug

The miniature adult wardrobe myth and how to actually dress him

We were twenty minutes into my cousin's wedding ceremony when the tiny linen suspenders finally gave way. My son was wearing what the internet told me was mandatory for formal family events, which was essentially a miniature three-piece suit that...

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Dear past me: Burn the denim and other late night revelations

You're currently staring at a mustard-colored stain that has breached the diaper perimeter and is rapidly advancing toward his armpits. It's 3:14 AM. You're trying to unfasten a tiny, rigid denim overall set with six microscopic metal buttons while your...

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The Truth About That Heirloom Crochet Blanket Pattern

It was, like, 3 AM on a Tuesday in 2017 and I was sitting on my living room rug wearing my husband’s stained gray college sweatpants, completely tangled in mint green yarn. I was seven months pregnant with Maya and...

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A bewildered dad staring at an endless wall of baby lotions in a British supermarket.

Why Finding the Right Baby Lotion Feels Like Diffusing a Bomb

My mother-in-law cornered me in the kitchen when the twins were four days old, wielding a tub of something that smelled violently of synthetic lavender, insisting I needed to grease them up immediately lest they turn into dust. Two hours...

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Dear Past Jess: Finding a Good Feeding Bottle Without the Tears

Dear Past Jess, You're standing in Aisle 12 at the big-box store right now, heavily pregnant with baby number three, staring at a literal wall of plastic and silicone, and you're crying. Real, salty, hormone-fueled tears right there next to...

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A tired dad wearing twin babies in a soft structured carrier while making tea

The baby carrier myth that nearly broke my spine (and spirit)

I'm standing in the middle of our cramped London kitchen, wrapped in fifteen feet of grey jersey material, looking like a mummy that gave up halfway through the embalming process. Maya is screaming on the rug. Chloe is staring at...

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The messy, exhausting chaos of picking the right baby boy name

It was a blistering Tuesday in late August, the kind of heat that makes your car steering wheel feel like a frying pan, and I was sitting in the Target parking lot in my rusted Subaru. I was wearing leggings...

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A half-drunk cup of coffee next to a silicone baby pacifier and a wooden pacifier clip on a kitchen counter.

The Real Deal on Baby Pacifier Safety, Mold, and Sleep

When Maya was exactly three days old, I sat on my sagging living room couch wearing mesh postpartum underwear and a nursing tank that smelled strongly of sour milk, holding a screaming, red-faced potato of a newborn while receiving completely...

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A tired mom holding a coffee mug and surrounded by newborn teether toys

The 3 AM Drool Fest: Why Newborn Teether Toys Actually Saved My Sanity

It was 3:14 AM on a Tuesday, and I was wearing a Dartmouth sweatshirt from 2008 that had a crusty white stain on the shoulder that I was actively choosing to ignore. Leo was exactly eleven weeks old. And he...

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