Babies have long been a fixture in the area’s Latino, Polish and Hasidic communities. But the pioneering artists and those who followed them to Williamsburg in the last 20 years seemed to float above such corporeal concerns as pregnancy and child-rearing. They were known for pierced navels and creative facial hair, for cigarette-filled afternoons and all-night roof parties.
You see, the first baby store has opened in Williamsburg. Those without kids are horrified. Those with are grateful. Those of us who have kids and roll our eyes at such ghettos of hipness are amused.