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A wooden baby gym and pacifier clip sitting on an organic cotton swaddle

A letter to my pregnant self about newborn clutter and tiny things

I'm writing this to you from the floor of the nursery. It's 2 a.m. in Chicago, the radiator is hissing, and I'm staring at a pile of miniature laundry that somehow multiplies when I blink. You're probably six months pregnant...

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Marcus staring blankly at a wall of the best formula for babies in a Portland grocery store at 2 AM.

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...

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A half-finished chunky knit baby blanket on a messy living room floor next to a coffee cup

What I Wish I Knew Before Knitting With Bernat Baby Blanket Yarn

Dear Sarah from six months ago, You're currently standing in aisle four of the craft store. It’s raining outside, you’re wearing those black leggings with the mystery yogurt stain on the left thigh, and you're staring blindly at a mountain...

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Stressed mom sitting in a rural Texas kitchen holding a fussy newborn baby

Why the "Bad Baby" Myth is Ruining Your Peace of Mind

I was sitting on the floor of my pantry, wedged between a fifty-pound bag of flour for my Etsy shop baking orders and the dog food bin, eating a stale strawberry Pop-Tart while my firstborn screamed his lungs out in...

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Two toddlers surrounded by wooden blocks and silicone teethers in a living room

The great baby toys invasion: A survival guide for tired parents

It's 4:13 in the morning, and I've just stepped barefoot onto a hard plastic sheep that immediately responded by bleating the alphabet into the dark, silent hallway. I froze, my foot hovering above the floorboards, waiting for the inevitable twin...

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A tired dad holding his newborn baby near a window

My kid turned into a highlighter (and other early release bugs)

It was day three of parenthood, and I was holding my naked son up to a rain-streaked Portland window like Rafiki presenting Simba, convinced that forty-five seconds of overcast Pacific Northwest UV radiation would magically fix his liver. My wife,...

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Surviving Your First Baby Xray Without Completely Losing Your Mind

It was a Tuesday at 9 AM, and I was sitting in a freezing radiology waiting room wearing yesterday’s leggings and a nursing bra that smelled faintly of sour milk. I was staring blankly at a poster of a cartoon...

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A frustrated mom holding tiny canvas baby vans shoes next to her coffee.

The Hilarious Truth About Baby Vans: Stiff Shoes & Sprinter Dreams

It was a Tuesday at precisely 10:14 AM. I was wearing leggings that definitely had dried sweet potato puree encrusted on the left thigh, clutching my third iced oat milk latte of the week. Leo was about eight months old,...

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Nervous dad looking at a blurry 2D infant sonogram screen in a dark clinic room

Baby Ultrasound Expectations vs. Reality: A Nervous Dad's Guide

The worst Tuesday of my entire life started in a strip mall between a discount vape shop and a dry cleaner that smelled aggressively like harsh chemicals. My wife, Sarah, was 28 weeks pregnant, and her sister had gifted us...

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