The Truth About Retro Vintage T Shirts for Babies and Toddlers
My husband Dave was holding up a faded, paper-thin 1992 Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles shirt by two fingers, extending his arm as far away from his body as physically possible, like he was handling a radioactive diaper. We were standing...
Why The Baby Body Mit Kragen Saved My Sanity At Formal Events
I was standing in the aggressively marble-tiled bathroom of a ridiculously expensive chateau just outside Geneva, holding my screaming eight-month-old son at arm's length while my husband Dave frantically searched for baby wipes in a bag that only contained, for...
Babys erste Zahnbürste and the absolute chaos of tiny teeth
My mother-in-law told me to just rub a pinch of turmeric on his gums and call it a day. The pediatric dentist I worked with back in my hospital days told me I needed to establish a rigid, twice-a-day brushing...
Why baby wolle restposten changed my mind about knitting
There I was, thirty-four weeks pregnant, standing under the humming fluorescent lights of a big box craft store with three skeins of neon yellow acrylic yarn in my basket. I had this sudden, hormonal conviction that I was going to...
The ugly truth about babystrampler personalisieren (custom rompers)
Before I ordered my first custom onesie, my mother called me in a panic to say that putting a baby's name on their chest is how kidnappers lure them out of strollers. My neighbor, who coordinates her family's outfits for...
Mein großes Garn-Desaster: Die richtige Wolle für die Babydecke
Es war drei Uhr nachts an einem schwülen Augusttag. Ich war im achten Monat schwanger mit meinem Ältesten – der heute übrigens mein wandelndes Warnschild für so ziemlich jede Erziehungsentscheidung ist. Ich saß auf dem Fußboden meines völlig überhitzten Wohnzimmers...
Beißring Holz: Why I Tossed the Plastic for Wooden Teethers
I'm literally sitting on the floor of my laundry room right now, picking golden retriever hair off a neon green, gel-filled plastic teething ring that my three-year-old just excavated from the dark abyss under the living room couch. It’s sticky....
Surviving the Floppy Head Phase With a Wrap-Style Baby Outfit
I'm sweating entirely through my gray t-shirt in Room 402 of Legacy Emanuel hospital. My daughter is exactly 36 hours old, and I'm holding a piece of yellow cotton with a neck hole that looks roughly the size of a...
The Newborn Knitted Cardigan That Saved My Sanity With Twins
There's a very specific, cold sweat terror that grips you at 3:14 AM when you're attempting to force a rigid, non-stretchy cotton pullover over the fragile, violently wobbling head of a screaming two-week-old. I remember this moment vividly with Alice,...