Surviving A CMPA Baby: A Reality Check For My Past Exhausted Self
Dear Priya from six months ago. You're currently standing in the downstairs bathroom at two in the morning, holding a diaper under the harsh vanity light. You're staring at a streak of mucus and tiny flecks of blood, holding your...
Finding the best formula for babies: A letter to my past self
You're standing in aisle four of the Hollywood Fred Meyer, it's 2:14 AM, and the fluorescent lights are making your left eye twitch. You're holding a purple can in one hand and a gold can in the other, desperately trying...
The Giant Myth About Baby Snacks And What I Actually Feed Them
I was standing in aisle four at Target on a Tuesday at like, 10:45 AM, wearing a nursing tank with a spit-up stain shaped exactly like Florida, holding a six-dollar canister of organic kale-infused star puffs. Maya was eight months...
The Reality Of Having A Tongue Tied Baby And What Actually Works
There's a rumor running through modern parenting groups that clipping a tiny piece of tissue under your newborn's tongue will magically cure colic, fix sleep regressions, and make them stop crying when you put them down. I used to sit...
What I Wish I Knew Before Feeding My Baby Real Food
Dear Marcus from six months ago: Right now, you're staring at a piece of steamed broccoli, sweating through your gray t-shirt, completely convinced that handing this tiny green tree to your six-month-old daughter is a catastrophic user error. You've spent...
Debugging dinner: My panic-induced deep dive into organic baby food
It was Tuesday night, 6:14 PM, and my kitchen looked like a crime scene involving a very small, very angry sweet potato. My wife, Sarah, was trying to scrape orange sludge off the ceiling while I sat on the floor,...
Dear Past Tom: The chaotic truth about cooking meals for babies
Dear Tom from six months ago, You're currently standing in the kitchen at two in the afternoon, wearing a jumper that smells faintly of sour milk, staring at a blender full of steamed sweet potato. You have a very specific,...
Why I Replaced Sunday Pancakes With a Giant Puffy Dutch Baby
Let's start with a snapshot of my kitchen at 6:15 AM last Saturday. I'm standing over a hot stove with a spatula, trying to flip a silver-dollar pancake made of mashed bananas and oats. Meanwhile, my 11-month-old is wrapped tightly...
The Truth About Baby Fat and When to Actually Worry
I was standing in the checkout line at HEB last Tuesday, balancing a pack of diapers on my hip and praying my debit card wouldn't decline, when the cashier zeroed in on my youngest. "Oh my goodness, look at those...