About

Hi, I’m Brittany—
Your favorite unfiltered, chaos-drunk, snack-hoarding mom friend who’s here to tell you the truth about parenting (and life) with zero fucks given.

WHO THE HELL AM I?

  • A millennial mom who’s 90% caffeine, 10% questionable decisions.
  • The Pizza Rolls for Dinner advocate you didn’t know you needed.
  • A professional snack ninja (if you find my secret gummy stash, I will fight you).
  • Your anti-guru—no toxic positivity, just real talk about how hard it is to adult when your kids treat you like a walking vending machine.

WHY I STARTED THIS BLOG

Because parenting content is full of “gentle whispers and organic kale” vibes, and I call bullshit.

This is the space where we:

  • Laugh at the absurdity of raising tiny humans who will lick a public handrail.
  • Vent about the “why the fuck is this so hard?” moments (without judgment).
  • Swap survival tips—like how to meal-plan when you hate meal-planning (hint: cereal counts).
  • Normalize the chaos—because nobody’s got it all together, and if they say they do? They’re lying.

WHAT MAKES ME DIFFERENT?

  • I don’t sugarcoat. If something sucks, I’ll say it. If it’s a game-changer, I’ll scream it from the rooftops.
  • I swear like a sailor (but artfully—think of it as seasoning for my rants).
  • I embrace the mess. My house looks like a toy store exploded, my kids wear mismatched socks, and I’m fine with it.
  • I’m not here to preach. Just to say: “Hey, you’re not alone in this hot-mess express.”

FUN (AND VERY IMPORTANT) FACTS

  • Mom of [X] kids who are adorably feral.
  • Coffee IV drip is my spirit animal.
  • Weed-friendly mama (because wine moms are cute, but have they ever eaten an entire bag of chips without guilt? Didn’t think so).
  • Certified overthinker—I will absolutely lose sleep over whether I’m screwing up my kids. (Spoiler: We all are.)

WHAT YOU’LL GET HERE

  • Snarky survival guides for parenting, work, and not losing your damn mind.
  • Real AF stories—from “I forgot it was picture day” to “my kid just asked if we’re poor in the Target checkout line.”
  • Zero-judgment zone—because we’re all just out here winging it.

FINAL THOUGHTS

Parenting is hard. Life is messy. But laughing about it (and maybe crying a little) makes it bearable. So grab your joint, your cold coffee, or whatever gets you through the day—and let’s do this shit together.

🔥 TOGETHER WE RISE (or at least survive until bedtime).