Britany B
Britany is currently lost in Houston, but not worried because she brought plenty of snacks. An avid traveler with a wild, squishy heart--she birthed one baby in New Orleans, the other, in Amsterdam. She recently bought a dog, named him Dragon, and brags to strangers about it. In a former life, she owned a wedding planning business; misses the free cake, the most. When she isn’t avoiding cooking AT ALL COSTS, she is trying to squeeze out some good words, hoping to make a living by using her imagination and pen to scare children (the next great kidlit series, they say). She prefers her drinks dirty. Is anxious. Kind of wishes it was Halloween. And will likely hug you a beat too long and make it weird.
Take Me To Church :: Seeking Faith, Lying About Unicorns, and Other Things I’m...
First of all, I love Jesus. Let’s make that clear. I’ll even say it louder so my mama can hear.
BIG FAN OF JESUS, MA.
Secondly, I haven’t attended church since my children were born. And...
The Postpartum Anxiety Club :: All are Welcome. I’ll Bring the Snacks.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqKtKQYtqVE&feature=youtu.be
It’s almost midnight and I can’t sleep.
Which is odd, because my pillow is lumpy in the right places, my sheets are off-brand silky, and my down comforter is somewhat clean {kids, eh?}. The only...
Hovering :: Confessions of a Reluctant Helicopter Mom
I don’t see them, but I can feel their eyes rolling as I run by, arms up, desperately trying to catch my son before he plummets straight into the playground's abyss--where forgotten legos and puffs...