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Cold weather just makes me want to stay inside and fall into some pages... you know what I mean?

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This girl gets seriously cuter every single day.

For Valentine’s Day this year, we left both girls with my parents and Chris took me to spend a night in Fort Worth. We were just a town over and gone for less than 24 hours, but it felt like a full vacation! We agreed we need more of this in our lives! Future Brittany, here’s what you need to remember when you look back at this post: When we step away from the girls, it leaves me in awe of how strong God is growing our marriage to be. We actually like each other! God has given me a kind, joyful leader in Chris. He may not always understand how I feel, but he is always there to lend a hand (or a shoulder to cry on) and remind me that God is good. He is quick to jump in and help with the girls and genuinely loves to do just about anything with them. They don’t know how lucky they are to have a daddy that just bursts with love for them!
I’m so grateful for the ways God has reminded me that I am His beloved, and because of that, I need to be taken care of. I so often believe the lie that I am not important and can’t have needs. Chris has to be one of the most generous friends I know, always quick to give more of himself and happy to do it. God knew what He was doing in putting us together!

Marriage requires so much grace. We will never be perfect. But we can choose to love each other. Love is an action we choose to move on every day, and even on the days when we don’t, God says “a cord of three strands is not easily broken” and holds it all together for us. Here’s to us. 🥂❤️

It’s currently 4am and I’m up feeding my four week old. This time last year, I told anyone who asked that Grace would be in kindergarten before we had another baby. I assume God laughed, knowing what was ahead. She wasn’t my plan. But she was never a mistake.
If you haven’t heard about it yet, the state of New York passed a new abortion law yesterday. It says that “an abortion may be performed by a licensed, certified, or authorized practitioner within 24 weeks from the commencement of pregnancy, or there is an absence of fetal viability, or at any time when necessary to protect a patient's life or health.” This allows a variety of medical professionals the ability to lethally inject a baby up until birth for incredibly loosely termed reasons. There is not a specific description in the law of what “protecting a patients life or health” means, and because of that, it can mean what you like. It also addresses fetal viability.
There are many, many babies that are labeled “not viable” and, if given a chance at life, go on to live not just hours after birth, but weeks or days or years. There are “non viable” babies that are born with, miraculously, none of the issues that were assumed or previously found.

There are a lot of accompanying pieces to supporting life. Choosing to keep a baby is no small decision. Birth moms need an incredible amount of support and care. Single parenting is insanely difficult. And adoption is chosen in less than 2% of unplanned pregnancies.
In the state of New York, you can terminate a full-term baby. A life. Literally the most vulnerable of all human beings.
Raising my voice here at 4am because I hope you’ll talk to your friends about what this new law means. That you’ll research for yourself. That you’ll ask “why” and genuinely listen to people who disagree with you. That you’ll raise your voice in elections.
But mostly, raise your voice to God in prayer. Talking to the One who is sovereign over ALL, who sent His Son as a newborn baby when the local ruler was having babies killed, did it to save you. Oh, how He loves. Talking to Him is never, not ever, “doing nothing.”

Oh my WORD 😍😍😍 got pictures of this squishy little lady back this weekend... @tarafryphotography knocked it out of the park and managed to make this hot mess of a mama look decent, too! These pictures mean so much to us. I didn’t want pictures with me in them after Grace was born because I was sinking quickly into depression. This time around, I knew I wanted to have pictures of US, whether I felt like it or not. I am incredibly grateful to say I haven’t felt depression creeping in whatsoever in these first few weeks (🙌🏼💗💃🏼), but even if I had, having pictures of this fleeting time would have been worth it. Babies don’t keep! And I’m thankful to look at these and see a healthy mama and healthy marriage. Thank you, Tara!!