I’m just a girl, sitting in front of a toddler, asking him not to throw his plate of food on the floor. At least that’s how most of my days begin and end.
I’m Emily. My
tyrannical dictator 4yo son calls me “mommy”, my 6 month old baby girl calls me “agahgahgah” , my best friend calls me wife, and we make our home in Northern California. Before I became a mom I did all sorts of things; retail, accounting, full-time ministry, and for two long years helped new parents learn about and shop for all things baby. Writing has always been a passion and hobby.
…and not even that really, because Proverbs 31 has been lorded over Christian women in America to make them feel inadequate and less than for centuries. So yeah, I’m kind of a feminist liberal nut who still loves Jesus. THEY EXIST IN THE WILD.
One week you may find me writing on theology or spirituality, the next about parenting or pregnancy. Either way, all are welcome here, not just moms. Whether you’re here for #Exvangelical banter, or mom life, welcome to the circus.
You can also find my many sides on social media: my Insta is mostly parenting and mom life. My Twitter is mostly theology, social justice and politics (with a sprinkle of parenting). So pick your poison or none at all.
My life has evolved and so will this site. We are all more than just parents, those of us raising littles and bigs. We are wives, husbands, daughters, sons, brothers, sisters, employees, theologians, philosophers, artists, writers, and dreamers. We can be parents and use the other half of our brain to be passionate about the things that move us. I don’t believe in staying in one lane, I have many lanes. As I’m sure you do too.
So here’s to not staying in your lane. Here’s to standing up for the things you believe in, whatever those may be.