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Brittany Chaffee

Minneapolis-St.Paul, Saint Paul

Writer at Freelance

Articles

  • 2 months ago | courtneymaum.substack.com | Courtney Maum |M. L. Rio |Elizabeth Austin |Brittany Chaffee

    Hello and happy Wednesday. Is anyone else watching the TV series “Young Sheldon”? Young Sheldon is the prequel to “The Big Bang Theory” which ran from 2007 to 2019. (“Young Sheldon started in 2017 and wrapped up last spring in 2024.)My daughter referred to Young Sheldon as “her show” for a while, retreating to her bedroom to watch it until one night, we watched it with her, and now we’re all obsessed. (How obsessed?

  • Nov 13, 2024 | artfulliving.com | Brittany Chaffee

    On a warm spring evening in the heart of NoHo in New York City, an elevator springs open onto a dimly lit entryway. Beyond, the din of a hot night out — drinking, gossip — emanates from a room that’s at once cozy and grand, with exposed-brick walls, velvet-upholstered banquettes and gleaming wood tables.

  • Sep 18, 2024 | theeverymom.com | Brittany Chaffee

    Since becoming a new mom, I have deeply missed my girlfriends. It’s easy to get lost in the vortex of change, and as we swirl in the consuming waters of motherhood, friendship deepens from a distance. Here is my letter to all the friends I haven’t seen, miss, and still adore from afar. I see you. It has come to my attention that I miss you. Worse, I don’t know how to miss you properly. Some of you are mothers. Some of you are not mothers.

  • Jun 6, 2024 | theeverymom.com | Brittany Chaffee

    I began planning my daughter’s first birthday when she was 9 months old. I asked my husband for theme ideas, and he jokingly suggested a “Dolly Parton” theme. It was a perfect fit. We affectionately called her “Dolly Farton” because she loved music and habitually passed gas. And with that, my obsession with planning her first birthday party began.

  • May 15, 2024 | theeverymom.com | Brittany Chaffee

    The first time my daughter asserted her independence, she was a gummy 2-month-old who spent most of her time crying, pooping, or blatantly refusing to drink from my left breast. Out of habit (or comfort), I always nursed her first from my right, which I felt was the dominant one—similar to my preference of putting my right leg into my jeans first. It had better muscle memory. One day, my little girl started refusing the left side. She screamed bloody murder at my offering. I cried with her.