Dear past me: The ugly truth about the bitty baby
Dear Priya of six months ago. You're currently sitting on the floor of the Target toy aisle while Maya has a full code blue meltdown over a generic plastic doll with terrifying eyelashes. You're rubbing your temples, staring at the...
Don't Give Your Kid That 1997 Purple Bear
I was standing in my mom's sweltering Texas attic last July, sweating through my t-shirt, while she rummaged through a stack of plastic storage bins. She finally pulled out a Ziploc bag with the reverence of someone handling the Declaration...
Why I Spent Three Weeks Hunting for a Beanie Baby Birthday Twin
When I was pregnant with Maya, I was sitting on my living room floor in those terrible maternity leggingsβyou know the ones, the ones that pill between your thighs after literally three hours of wearβwhen I received three distinct, entirely...
The Truth About When Your Baby Will Actually Start Talking
It was late 2018, and I was sitting cross-legged on a primary-colored foam puzzle mat in a community center basement that smelled faintly of bleached diapers and absolute despair. I was wearing yoga pants that had definitely never seen the...
The Truth About Reborn Baby Dolls (And Why I Bought One)
I was standing in my kitchen at 7 AM, wearing yoga pants with a mysterious white stain on the knee, aggressively stirring my third coffee of the morning, when I casually mentioned to my mother-in-law that I was thinking about...
Spielzeug Kinder 2 Jahre: Surviving the Toddler Toy Explosion
I was standing in the dark hallway at 3 AM holding a laundry basket full of spit-up stained onesies when my heel came straight down on a plastic light-up police car that screamed "WEE-WOO PUT YOUR HANDS UP" into the...
Why I Stopped Overthinking Bausteine Kinder & Let Them Crash
It's 6:15 AM on a Tuesday, and I'm sitting on the cold kitchen floor wearing Davidβs faded college sweatshirt that has a completely unidentified yogurt stain on the cuff, gripping a mug of lukewarm coffee like it's a literal life...
Why buying nachhaltige kindergeschenke almost broke my spirit
I was sitting on the floor of my Chicago apartment at eleven at night, staring at a singing plastic dog that smelled vaguely of gasoline. It was the aftermath of my son's first birthday party. The living room looked like...
What I Got Wrong About Baby Girl Gifts: Real Talk From A Mom
Right now, I'm sitting on my living room floor staring down a neon pink tutu that someone just mailed to my youngest daughter, and I'm honestly trying to figure out if it's physically possible for cheap tulle to scratch a...