Why I Stopped Forcing Aesthetic Crafts and Let My Kids Make a Mess
Dear Jess from six months ago, I'm writing to you from the future, and you need to drop the organic sweet potato puree, step away from the canvas, and take a deep breath. You're currently sitting on the kitchen floor...
The Blunt, Honest Truth About Feeding Baby Puffs To Your Kids
I was cleaning out my minivan last Tuesdayβa task I only do when the smell of sour milk becomes physically unbearableβand I found it. Cemented to the floorboard beneath the car seat, practically fossilized into the upholstery, was a single,...
The Truth About Beech-Nut Baby Food From a Tired Mom of Three
I was standing on a kitchen chair with a wet Swiffer pad, aggressively scrubbing bright orange sweet potato puree off my ceiling fan, when I finally accepted defeat. This was four years ago with my oldest son. I had bought...
How to Find the Best Baby Sunscreen Without Losing Your Sanity
I'm sitting on a blistering hot dock at the lake with my oldest pinned firmly between my knees, my middle kid is actively trying to eat a handful of wet sand, and I'm staring at a bottle of aerosol "sport"...
The Absolute Mess of Buying Baby Girl Shoes That Actually Work
I'm currently sitting here at 9:45 AM on my third cup of lukewarm French roast, trying to remember exactly when I lost my mind over miniature footwear. I think it was October 2018. My sister was getting married in upstate...
Why I Finally Caved to the Organic Baby Face Balm Craze
Itβs Tuesday, somewhere around 3 PM, and I'm currently pinned to the nursery rug by a twenty-four-pound toddler who's thrashing her head side-to-side like a cornered badger to avoid the muslin cloth Iβm wielding. Her twin sister is watching from...
Raising a Formula Baby: The Midnight Maths I Completely Failed
I'm standing in the kitchen in just my boxers, staring blankly at a silver tin of powder while the kettle aggressively clicks off. It's 3:14 AM. Upstairs, Twin A is doing her best impression of a hungry velociraptor, while Twin...
How Do Babies Breathe In The Womb? My Midwife Set Me Straight
There I was, twenty weeks pregnant with my oldest, laying on a paper-covered table in a freezing room that smelled distinctly of industrial hand sanitizer and old magazines. The ultrasound tech was aggressively pushing the wand into my bladder when...
The High Chair Mistakes I Made (So You Don't Have To)
I was sitting on my kitchen floor at 11:15 PM on a Tuesday, wearing sweatpants that smelled aggressively like sour milk, using one of my husbandβs old electric toothbrush heads to scrub pulverized sweet potato out of the ruffled seams...