Diving Into A Diagnosis

Erin Britt Special Needs

I found life down there at the bottom of that vast sea, a group of like-minded parents who knew exactly what I was feeling, parents who knew exactly what I was experiencing. 

My Mother’s Landline

Erin Britt essays

My baby will find other ways to observe me in wonderment as a woman who is both her mother, yet someone else completely.

The Lovely View

Erin Britt essays

In the early days, I just assumed I would meet someone and marry again.

All of it

Erin Britt Working Parent

Have we bought into the notion that we are responsible for everyone around us being happy or not happy?

When Mom Misses the Night

Erin Britt essays

The cooling saffron air, teasing my pallet with the first hint of fall, was lapping my newly styled hair—a haircut that made me look younger yet wiser. The pavement was sexy and enticing with a slight sheen of wet glistening over her surface.