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11-month-old baby resting on a breathable organic cotton muslin cloth

MusselintΓΌcher Baby: A Tech Dad's Guide to Spit-Up Management

It was exactly 2:14 AM when I realized my understanding of fluid dynamics was fundamentally flawed. My son was only three weeks old at the time, and I was holding him upright after a feeding, armed with a highly-rated, incredibly...

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Why I Finally Unboxed the Fancy Cashmere Baby Blanket

It was 2:14 AM during that massive Texas freeze a few years back, and I could literally see my breath in my oldest son Caleb’s nursery. The power had been out for six hours. I was standing over his bassinet...

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A small cardboard box lined with a soft blanket for a rescued baby possum

Finding a Backyard Rescue: What Do Baby Possums Eat?

My oldest son, Jackson, is a walking cautionary tale for why you should never let a five-year-old play unsupervised near a woodpile. Yesterday, he came marching through the back door holding something gray, hairless, and wriggling in his hands like...

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Two angry twin babies wearing oversized fluffy novelty hats indoors.

Surviving the British Guard Beannie Baby Phase

Sweat was actively pooling in the crevice of Florence’s third chin. It was Boxing Day, the central heating was aggressively set to what I can only describe as 'Florida retirement home,' and my mother-in-law had just wedged both twins into...

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The absolute best yarn for baby blanket knitting and buying

I was thirty-four weeks pregnant, sitting heavily on my living room rug in the dead of a Chicago winter, surrounded by four giant garbage bags of yarn. My mother-in-law had just dropped them off. She had this grand vision of...

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A fluffy miniature babydoll sheep standing in a green pasture

Why That Cute Miniature Sheep Trend Almost Broke My Sanity

It was 2:14 PM on a Tuesday, and I was standing in ankle-deep Vermont mud holding a half-empty Yeti of room-temperature coffee, watching my 18-month-old daughter Maya actively attempt to French kiss a miniature farm animal. My friend Jen had...

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A baby girl in a smocked dress looking suspiciously at a bowl of carrots

A Letter to Myself About the Absurdity of Smocked Baby Clothes

Dear Tom of six months ago. I know exactly where you're right now. You're standing in the upstairs bathroom at your mother-in-law's house, holding Maya at arm's length over the porcelain sink. You're staring at a Β£75 hand-smocked, pale blue...

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The real deal about that green baby tee and toxic wellness fads

I was three hours into a night shift in the pediatric ER when a very tired, very trendy mom rushed in with an eight-month-old who was vibrating like a cheap pager. His resting heart rate was through the roof. After...

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A confused dad holding a wool baby sleep sack next to a thermostat

Sweating bullets over baby wool in a Portland heatwave

It was mid-July, the Nanit camera was flashing a menacing red 81 degrees, and our 1924 Portland craftsman was doing its best impression of a pizza oven. I was frantically trying to program a portable AC unit with one hand...

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