Tag: parenting
Mother’s Intuition: Learning to Trust Ourselves
Ok, gut-check ladies. Have you had a situation lately where that strong and feisty mom gut has told you something wasn’t right? Anyone raising...
Stopping the Leaky Love Tank
Vampires really do exist. At least emotional vampires do! Emotional vampires tend to drain your energy, test your emotional fortitude, seek a lot of...
To Cut His Hair or Not to Cut His Hair…That is...
My 15-month-old son woke up with the cutest curls in his hair the other morning. His sandy brown locks have the most adorable ringlets I...
A Candle For Tamir: Mothering Black Children in America
"I don't see myself different than any other mom, black in America or not. We, Moms, want & work to keep our children healthy,...
Raising Girls Who Celebrate Other Women
One thing I am extremely passionate about is mentoring young girls, the reason is because I have been blessed to women in my life...
Today Was Easy
The Struggle Is Real
Being a mom means being someone who is adaptable and patient. Or at least it means having to occasionally try to...
Why I Won’t Give Up On My Dream (And You Shouldn’t...
I’ve always been a dreamer, and I’ve always had big dreams. My biggest, wildest dream has been to become a writer. And ever since...
Um, Excuse Me?! I Just Held That Door Open for You
Last week I looked like a crazy bag lady. And then a crazy, ticked off bag lady.
While carrying my 42-pound toddler, my big-arse patriotic...
To The Mama With Little Kids
These are the days, mama. We are living them. These are the days we will look back on, maybe with rose colored glasses, but...
A Letter to My Son: The Perils of Raising a Black...
Dear Stephen E. Beaven III (or as we call you, Trey),
You are by far the most beautiful and amazing baby boy I’ve ever met,...
Jim Gaffigan Was Right: Parenthood is a Cult
There is no definitive book on parenting, but if there were, I imagine the front cover image may be of a smiling, little girl...
Sometimes, My Truth is an Ugly-Cry
Here's my current truth: I’m sitting here in my empty house having a really good ugly-cry because I’ve had one of those days. I’m...
I’m Changing My Name to Dada
I’m changing my name. I have decided that Mama is inadequate and that from this point forward I will be Dada instead. I mean,...
Please Stop Commenting On My Baby’s Size
At my son’s first checkup, our pediatrician joked to my daughter, who is just shy of 15 months older, “How do you feel that...