Baby Halloween Costumes

Oh man, nothing is cuter than a baby in a costume (hence my recommendation of dressing them up in one if they go through a purple crying period) so I asked Claire to round up some of the best ones out there. We tried to find a mixture of homemade and store bought because not everyone has bucks to spend on a costume and not everyone has hours to whittle one out of balsam.

I think she found some winners and please feel free to send us your picks – we may even add a few to the bunch here!

Some people have babies to fulfill some type of evolutionary destiny; I had babies so I could dress them up in a funny costume at Halloween.

After three kids and six little-kid-Halloweens I can say that it is every bit as cute and fun as I imagined it would be. But please, please learn from my mistakes. Don’t put your walking baby in something he can’t walk in! Don’t put your baby in a costume that is itchy, scratchy, heavy, or otherwise uncomfortable, no matter how cute! When my middle child was one year-old I got this elaborate dinosaur costume that he had to step into and keep this floppy hood on and it was kind of a shit-show. Before trick-or-treating he freaked out, threw himself on the ground in the (uncomfortable) dino costume and ended up wearing a fireman hat and his snow parka around our neighborhood.

Below are my favorite picks for infant Halloween. I’ve purposefully picked costumes that mimic pajamas or regular baby clothes and a few that are stroller and carrier friendly.


Beanie Baby

Seriously, this one could not be easier and adorable. Go get one of those fuzzy winter bunting things you have laying around and attach the “TY” tag and BAM! Dunzo.


Strawberry (jc penny)

Berry, berry adorable.


Zombie Baby/Mom (Source)

I don’t know who this chick is but I want to party with her. This costume mimics what the last 4 weeks of each of my pregnancies felt like.

Ninja Turtle (

I love this costume because it’s trendy, thanks to the TMNT movie, and I dig the two sets of eyeballs. Freaky!



Lobster in the Pot (Pinterest)

Take a easy going kid, add a lobster costume and a pot and you're cookin'.


Popcorn Baby (Source)

My friend Kate knocked it out of the park with this one. This no-sew costume just requires your favorite baby carrier, some felt and a hot glue gun!



Popcorn baby – stroller costume

Similar to the above, only for those parents who prefer a stroller!


Ear of Corn bunting (

You can’t really go wrong with a bunting costume for your newborn. Aaaaand here’s where I admit I have a soft spot for babies dressed up as food. Corn on the cob…NOM NOM.


Baby Playing Poker – stroller costume

My baby would have had a field day playing with all the stuff on this table.


Baby Octopus

I just…I can’t even…oh shit, I just got blinded by the cuteness.

Candy Corn bunting (

I want to eat a whole bag of you. Wait. What?


Sophia from Golden Girls

A Pregnant Chicken reader submitted this and I spewed by coffee all over my laptop screen when I saw it. It is PERFECTION. No major cost required and funny as hell.

Baby Yoda in Fleece (

This was the costume I picked for my first baby’s first Halloween. Let your nerd flag fly!


Mr. Potato Head (

This one struck me as perfect because don’t all little babies have these huge, giant, round heads?


Baby Rocketship – carrier (Source)

I totally would have rocked this one at the backyard Halloween party we attended last year. And walked around drunkenly singing “Ground control to Major Tom…”

Carrot bunting (

I mean, come on. Are you kidding me with that hat?!


Oscar the grouch – carrier

Another brilliant Pregnant Chicken reader submitted this and I love it, mostly because babies are mostly grouchy when being paraded around, so why not just go with it? (I found a hat here.)


Baby Scuba Diver

For those of you with a pacifier baby, this could be the answer to your Halloween prayers.


Pink Bunny (

Adorable. The ears kill me.


Peacock (

Your baby might protest to how bulky this peacock costume is but I think it would be worth cramming her into it for one, glorious photo.


Claire Goss is a stay-at-home mother of three (ages 6, 4, and 1) who lives in suburban Boston. She has MA degree in child development, which doesn't come in handy at all when your child has just ripped open 10 packets of infant oatmeal and dumped them on the floor. She is also known as Guru Louise at Rants from Mommyland and was also a regular contributor at She has been reading Pregnant Chicken for years and loves writing for the Burd because she gets to use all those curse words she is forced to edit out of daily preschool vocabulary.


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"Just One"

This was posted in our Chicken Shit group and I loved it so much that I asked Jeanette if I could post it here. I hope you like it as much as I do.

I disliked being pregnant. I originally wrote "hated" but there were some pluses to consider, so "disliked" seems more appropriate. I mean, I had a great looking pregnancy, only gaining 40lbs and establishing a very cute caboose, but inside I felt crummy. I was nauseous all the time, headaches, restless legs, moodiness...I remember one time standing on the stairs, holding a laundry bin, staring at my husband and trying to figure out how to wrap that bin around his neck. FURY and tears. I remember being exhausted all the time. I remember my friends stopped inviting me out, because they were single and awesome party animals. I remember being scared about whether I'd be a good mom or not. I never thought of myself as 'Mom'. Wait, do I want to be called 'Mommy', or 'Mum'?

I've been pregnant 4 times, with one awesome kid to show for it. I'm not complaining, my kid makes some moms playfully jealous...he, like yours, is perfect. Those three horrific losses gutted me, in the "painful-lost breath-heaving-sobs" way. The "I-can't-do-this-again" way. They are deeply personal experiences, and there are so many of us who have them. Gut-wrenching episodes of red-eyed murmuring.

As a way of therapy and to wind my way to the point of my writing, allow me to share my experience with you.

My first pregnancy was a thrilling thing! I couldn't believe how EASY it was! I know how many struggle. I was 32 years old, and I was going to be a mom (or mommy, still undecided). I scoured through books, I wanted to be perfect. The pregnancy was so painful, I was very sick and dizzy. I began spotting at 9 weeks but the doctor couldn't say what, if anything, might be wrong. Every week there were questions...what's happening? Will I lose the baby? At 17 weeks, exhausted and stressed, my baby's heart stopped beating, and my womb became a tomb. I had to have a D&C to remove the "products of conception", two D&C's actually since not only my mind and heart, but my body wouldn't let tried to regrow the "leftover tissue". It was a "triploidy", a chromosomal issue.

It took a year to recover physically and mentally, during that time I made best friends with the early loss clinicians, they are amazing. I can't tell you how many times I cried in front of them, the really ugly cries. It sucked that they were located in the maternity ward. That the waiting room was shared with excited friends and family. Don't worry, that's no longer the case as they moved the department to a new floor...I guess they saw the cruelty.

Next pregnancy was a huge success, 42 weeks and a happy, healthy baby boy. Nothing big here, just lost a gallbladder, sprained a foot and grew hair in weird places.

Post-son, we talked a lot about having another child, what that means to us and to our son. I'm not going to lie, I thought about how scary pregnancy is with what I experienced, and the fact that I was now 3 years older (35). I also thought about how much money it costs to raise a kid, how much stress on the marriage, on my career, on my individuality (cause I'm not just a mom y'kno!).

Our hearts wanted another child, and we tried, and lost. Tried and lost. One at 12 weeks (I found out on my birthday that there was no heartbeat), and the other a blighted ovum.

And now I'm very close to getting to my point...thanks for sticking with me so far...recently my husband and I decided that one is enough, that our one is perfect (even in his tyranny), that one is okay. We had to deal with the "but he needs a sibling" statements and the, "who will he lean on when you guys pass away" questions from friends and family. And, of course, my mother's classic, "but I really want a granddaughter" *sigh*.

I wrangled with the "just one" thoughts for months before making our decision. We talked through our estate planning, and ways to compensate for the lack of sibling companionship, by spending more time with his cousins (they live close), and arranging lots of play dates... I reached out to other mommies I knew who had "just one", to hear of any regrets (none reported).

My point...
Whether it's a family with no kids, one kid, two kids, blue kids, we all just need support and kindness...

No. We are not having another child.
One and done.

To the friends and family of those who have tried and lost, or simply decided that they "did it right the first time" (rally-call of the one and done crew), please support the decision, it's sometimes not easily made and usually backed by some heavy heartaches.

And to the moms who have found themselves struggling with whether to have another or not, I completely understand the battle. Feel free to reach out.

Jeanette Diamond lives in Toronto, Canada. She enjoys creative writing in her spare time. She is happily married with one awesome son.


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MIT Breast Pump Hackathon

Ever wonder why breast pumps aren’t sleek and silent? Well, the folks at MIT sure did so they’ve decided to host a “Make the Breast Pump Not Suck Hackathon” this weekend.

The group consists of designers, engineers, scientist, lactation consultants, midwives and doulas with the sole goal of making a better breast pump.

I’m disproportionately excited about this.

I mean it’s just a breast pump.

But you know what? Anything to do with women and babies tends to lag behind in the technology department – breast pumps really haven’t really had a dramatic advancement since they were invented in the late 1800s – so this cool news.

My buds at weeSpring think so too so they are helping collect data from moms (and a few awesome pump-washing dads) to improve the whole pumping experience to pass along to the team.

The survey is only 11 short questions so if you have a moment, fill ‘er out because nothing beats hands on, boob pumping, feedback to give some insight.

I can’t wait to see what they come up with!! I hope it’s something that can wash itself and order pizza – that would be handy.

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