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Exhausted mom in sweatpants holding a baby wearing breathable sleepwear

Why Thick Baby PJs Are Ruining Your Sleep (And What Actually Works)

It was 2:14 AM and I was standing in the hallway wearing those gray Target sweatpants with the bleach stain on the thigh, holding a mug of coffee that had been microwaved so many times it tasted like warm pennies....

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The 3AM Zipper Panic and Finding the Perfect Baby Schlafanzug

It's 3:14 in the morning on a Tuesday in late November, and I'm sitting in total darkness on the floor of the nursery trying to match up what feels like forty-seven tiny metal poppers on a sleepsuit while Twin A...

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Why the Toddler Sleep Sack is the Only Way We Survive Bedtime

It was 2:13 AM on a random Tuesday when I heard the unmistakable, bone-chilling thump coming from the nursery down the hall. I dropped the Etsy shop packing tape I was holding, sprinted down the hardwood floor expecting the absolute...

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Exhausted dad holding two babies in footless sleepwear on a messy rug

The 3AM Zipper Wars: An Exhausted Dad’s Guide to Baby Pajamas

It was November 2022, the radiator in our drafty Victorian flat was clanking like a dying tractor, and I was holding two identical, screaming infants who felt exactly like hot water bottles wrapped in synthetic fleece. My wife was furiously...

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Tired dad trying to figure out how to put a baby onesie on his infant

Dear Past Marcus: A Debugging Guide to Dressing Your Infant

Dear Marcus of exactly six months ago: I can see you right now. You're standing over the changing table at 3:17 AM in our freezing Portland apartment, sweating profusely while holding a squirming, screaming five-month-old, trying to figure out how...

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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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Mom looking tired holding a well-worn safe organic cotton baby toy

Why Your Baby's Favorite Stuffed Animal Matters (And Terrifies Me)

It was 2:14 AM on a Tuesday, and my husband was out in the driveway in his boxer shorts, aggressively sweeping a flashlight under the seats of our minivan. I was inside, ripping apart the couch cushions and interrogating our...

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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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