Britt
Britt is a former nomad, who happily put down roots in the Kansas City suburbs to start her own family close to her parents and siblings. After three professional degrees and a brief stint as an elementary teacher with Teach for America, Britt now spends 40 hours a week working in the legal world. In what little free time she has left over, she pretends to do yoga, installs toilets, cans vegetables, quilts, entertains family and friends, and seeks adventure around KC and beyond with her two favorite boys. Though she and her husband, David, are new to parenting their 8 month old son, Benja, they already agree that they love him more than coffee. They just not-so-secretly hope that no one ever makes them choose between the two.
All Aboard The Polar Express
Approximately 32 years ago, two amazing events made Christmas a little more magical. I was born 12 days before Christmas. And, Chris van Allsburg's book The Polar Express was published. Ever since, teachers, parents, and...
I Don’t Trust Your Dog
Memory: I'm nearly six years old, and I'm sitting on my grandmother's couch. My nearly 4-year-old brother is at the other end. We're watching television. My mom is on the phone, coordinating our family's...
Springfield Road Trip
I'm the mom of little littles. Three years old and 7 months old, to be exact. The ideal trip for us can be made within a few hours of Kansas City, for either a...
Everyday Ways to Make Earth Day Every Day
In my family, I'm referred to, ever so lovingly, as "the hippie dippie whack doodle." Between bouts of meatlessness to countless retail boycotts, I've built a reputation for myself. If you told my family...
Disney Movies: Mom Trigger Warning Needed
Confession: I’m a crier. Reading “On The Night You Were Born” to my kids. Cried. Watching a particularly well done Folders commercial. Cried. Listening to my son sings “Dream A Little Dream,” the night-night...
The Do’s and Do Not’s of Supporting New Moms
Whether we're in our first or our fourth trimester, moms needs support. Whether that support means coming over to our house and cleaning it for us or leaving us alone, we need it. We're...
No, You Don’t Really Need 30 White Onesies
The baby registry.
A mixed bag of emotions. Excitement at planning for your sweet, bundle of joy. Terror at the sheer amount of stuff that babies need.
My husband and I started our baby registry around...
Going to Yoga as a Mom
Going to yoga used to be simple.
Casually saunter into class.
Unroll my mat.
Clear my mind.
Enjoy the flow.
Namaste.
Going to yoga as a mom is a completely different story. Let me count the ways:
Getting out the...
Yes, That is a Barf Bag in My Purse
When I found out that I was expecting my first baby, I promptly logged on to Amazon and bought all of my favorite childhood books.
When I found out that I was expecting my second...
Budgeting on a Limited Income
Budgeting has always been a priority for my husband and I. We graduated from college in 2008 and 2009. The economy was trashed. Finding a job, any job, was a miracle. Keeping that job was...
How Can You Bring a Child Into This World?
We live in a very scary world.
Terrorism. Poisoned water. Mass shootings. Hate crimes. Infectious disease outbreaks.
Every time we turn on the television or click into social media, we're bombarded with reasons to be afraid....
A House Divided
Not every family has a black sheep, but mine does. Me.
I was born into a K-State home. My dad, aunts, cousins. Even as we moved around the country and far away from home, our wardrobes...
Early Lessons On Consent
I have started and restarted this post at least half a dozen times. Each prior draft felt like a persuasive essay entitled "Why You Should Teach Your Kids About Consent." Which is why I...
Working Mom Hacks
I've written before about being a working mom. Forgive me. It is all I've known for the last year. It is rewarding. It is never ending. It is exhausting. This post could not have come at a...
At Least I Remembered My Pants
Mom brain. It is the reason I keep deodorant and a tooth brush in my desk at work. It is the reason I keep a bag of diapers and wipes in the car at...
