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I Have No “Friends”…

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This about to be a somewhat emotional post… so here goes (you’ve been forewarned):

Alright, let`s talk friendship, a concept that I`m not sure I have a hard time grasping, or a term that is used too loosely in society these days.

Oftentimes, when the topic of friendship comes up, I’m not shy to admit that I don’t have really any friends. Now I’m sure some of my friends who are reading this will feel a bit insulted but let me explain…

Throughout most of my life I had a best friend. Much like a conventional best-friendship, we did everything together, told each other everything, our families hung out, we knew pretty much everything about one another. In my book, that’s friendship. Unfortunately, we grew apart (I think). I still can’t pinpoint what actually happened to our friendship but what I can tell you is that I’ll be the first one to admit that I am a selfish friend. Looking back now, I don’t think I can really be friends with multiple people because subconsciously I think everyone has a sense of favouritism and there’s always that one friend that you trust more, want to hang out with the most, and the one that just truly gets you, so you’ll always gravitate most to him/her.

Now the reason I say I don’t have “friends” is that I no longer have that relationship with anyone else anymore other than my husband, and family (which is a whole other ballpark because I mean they’re blood, so there is some type of automatic friendship and a level of genuine caring that comes from being related). If I would consider family as friends… then in that case I’m extremely fortunate and abundant (S/O to my seester👯, who knows me better then I know myself). But if not, all my friends I’ve acquired through my husband, and for that I feel really lucky and well surrounded but I mean… if it weren’t for him, these wouldn’t have these friends, you know?

I do have someone in my life who’s friendship I will forever cherish, and even though we don’t talk often enough, the importance she shows to our friendship and vice versa radiates no matter how long we’ve gone without talking and where we are in our respectives lives, we always make it a point to check-in from time to time (love you Jo!❤️). To want to keep her all to myself would be a shame because her friendship is truly one-in-a-million and everyone in her surroundings deserves her as their friend.

I feel so blessed and really grateful that I got to marry my best friend, but sometimes you want some girl time with someone who isn’t biased because they’re family. I always envied the kind of friendship that my god-daughter has with her BFF (granted she’s only 16) because they’re only 2 in their circle, and there’s a sense of comfort and security that no one will get in the way of that kind of unbreakable bond. Think Sex & the City but if it were just Carrie & Samantha, that’s the kind of childish yet mature relationship that I’ve always wanted to share with my best friend.

I know… I’m quite confusing! I always thought of myself as this social butterfly that likes to be surrounded by a bunch of people at all times, but in growing up, I’ve learnt that I’m actually quite the opposite. I believe I’m what the new social media trends likes to call: an extroverted introvert. I like to keep to small groups of loyal people the odd times when I’m not in comfy clothes having pizza and beer watching movies on a weekend night with my husband. I live for long meaningful conversations, over coffee or wine while playing cards or a board game, or even watching the Bachelor (haha…oops😉).

I guess all I’m really trying to say is that; I really miss having a best friend.

xoxo,

beingbrittney.

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Let’s Talk Baby…

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Since I was young, I was that kid that had her whole life planned out. I acted it out with my Barbie’s & Polly Pocket’s and everything. I wanted to get married, have kids… the whole nine yards. So next month, I will be married for 2 years and I am only 26. Yes, I say only because I feel that when some older folks hear that dreadfully old number, they start yelling at me the way Marisa Tomei yells at Joe Pesci in the 1992 movie My Cousin Vinny… “YOUR BIOLOGICAL CLOCK IS TICKING”!

Let me be honest, a couple of months after the wedding, when all the attention from the big day had warn off and you’re running out of people who ask you “so, how’s married life?”, I felt this void from coming down off all the adrenaline and I felt like the most logical thing to do next is have babies, and I started really pressuring my husband to maybe start and I’m glad we didn’t. We went through some important and necessary steps in our marriage that I wouldn’t know how I would have handled having a newborn.

Let’s make one thing clear…. My husband and I’s decision to start a family is no one’s business besides my husband and I’s and whoever WE decide to tell. It boggles my mind that being married and 26 gives anyone who decides to come out of the wood work this automatic right to pry into my life and ask me essentially if my husband and I are having sex with the intention to procreate. When you’re younger or single, the talk of sex is taboo, but all of a sudden, you say I do and people want to be all up in your sexual business.

As my cousin would say: “BABIES HAVING BABIES”… Let’s not forget, I met my now husband a mere 4 1/2 years ago, drunk at a bar, dancing on a speaker. We have certain milestones that we have to hit to feel ready to have kids. We have to feel mentally ready to bring up a child together and make sure our relationship is it’s strongest and still maintain an importance on our life as a couple as well as parent’s and in turn, that can translate that to our children (yes… god-willing, more than one) so they know how much they’re parents love them which sets an example for their future.

So, when we decide to start trying to get pregnant… everyone who is anyone will know, I mean it will be a little difficult to hide at some point. I know it mostly comes from a good place, people being excited for that next chapter in our lives, but until then, PLEASE stop touching my stomach with some voodoo intention of getting an answer, stop monitoring my alcohol consumption (I mean, it’s gotten to the point where I drink even when I don’t necessarily want to so people dont think I’m trying to keep something a secret) and just stop flat out asking, when I’m showing, trust me… you will know unless we choose too otherwise!💋

xoxo,

beingbrittney.

(I know a lot of you newlyweds can relate so leave a comment or share it to friends that can relate. I’m looking forward to hearing your crazy “baby” stories)🍼

Kids… this is the story of How I Met Your Father

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When Sean and I first met, it truly was “in a hopeless place”, it was a Tuesday night at Winnie’s (a bar with a dance floor that has a cheap drink menu on Tuesday nights and fairly good music). One night, I was finishing work late, his friend invited me out with them and seeing as my friend was unavailable, I decided to go by myself… best decision I had ever made! The 3 of us were discussing what characteristics we looked for in a guy/girl, and I was clearly describing him, and me (being as clueless as I am) wasn’t understanding that he was also, in turn, describing me. So after that night, and going to McDonald’s until 3 or 4am, I ADDED HIM on facebook and started a conversation with him through messenger. After some back and forth and realizing pretty much right away that I really REALLY liked this guy, he actually (finally) asked for my number!

So after non-stop texting for a couple of days, he asked me out on a date. He came to pick me up and we did the classic dinner and a movie but we did it the other way around movie (Looper) and then dinner (Les 3 Brasseurs)… which I recommend for everyone who decides to go with that date option. It was exactly what I wanted and what I needed… it broke the ice! Sean and I were both waving our hands on the armrest signaling that we both wanted to hold each other’s hand. After the movie,going to the the restaurant afterwards allowed us to discuss the movie which made for a smooth transition into conversations about our families, values and more really interesting topics.

After leaving and he was driving me home, we both didn’t want the night to end, I told him to take a turn and we drove to the park right in front the water and talked for hours where he kissed me for the very first time… and right then I knew! The night ended and he drove me home, kissed me goodnight and texted me when he got home.

That weekend, we were both going to Toronto and texted pretty much every waking minute. He was there for a wedding and I was there for Thanksgiving with my family, and on the ride home, ironically we were driving side by side the whole way home.

When we both got home, I didn’t even want to unpack, I went straight to my room and we spoke for hours on end, and right before midnight he asked me to be his girlfriend and the rest kids… is history!