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“Black Fathers Don’t Pull Their Weight.” This is the consensus, right? It’s interesting that we sit back and believe that garbage. It’s time to shatter, crush, and dismantle that lie. I’m about to tell you something that may blow your mind and change everything you know about everything.
By: Guest Contributor Grace Sandra. I got off the plane and in the car with 6 other women, perfect strangers. I was in Nebraska, a state I’d never been before nor expected to ever go. I was there as the keynote speaker for the women’s retreat, Jumping Tandem. Given the nature of my previous three…
She’s a Daddy’s girl. He is her universe. My 4 year-old daughter loves me to the moon and back. But I’m not Daddy. Her dad is her sun, her stars, her universe, and her best friend. Everything is Daddy this, Daddy that. We can’t go several minutes without her inquiring about his whereabouts or mentioning…
“Black women don’t breastfeed.” I’ve seen this phrase float around the internet over the years and it always pisses me off. My first feeling is one of great offense, because it’s usually couched in a negative and condescending tone…as if we aren’t smart enough to grasp the value and benefits of breastfeeding. “Of course we breastfeed,” I…
Are you a draining friend? Clutch your pearls, and grab a glass of wine. Because mamas, we are about to dive into something a teensy bit uncomfortable! Mom life is more than a notion. Aside from our endless duty cycle, we juggle so many relationships: our significant others, kids, families, in-laws…and our friends. Hold that…
Last night I had a conversation about diversity with my 4 year-old son. My little guy was coloring and practicing writing his name when he mentioned that a child on his sports teams doesn’t speak. “He doesn’t have any words, Mommy. It’s kind of weird.” I immediately stopped what I was doing. I knelt beside him and began…
Do you need help on how to fix a broken friendship? Is it me, or does it seem as though friendships were much easier when we were younger? Good, bad, or ugly, I always knew where I stood. Best friends one week, dumped the next. I rotated friends in and out like my latest pair…
I discovered that once I was able to sit with no shirt on and not worry about how I looked, or how he latched, or how to have small talk with someone who came over to “help,” but there was really nothing for them to do… it just kind of happened. First a drop came out, and then another drop and then bam: the floodgates opened. And we got back into our groove and the milk flowed. I went from zero ounces to probably 50 ounces a day – all because I got a break in visitors.
A piece of advice an old married couple once gave me: always date your spouse. I never knew what that meant before marriage, but it didn’t take me long to find out. I
First off let me say that motherhood is the biggest honor and gift. I remember when I was expecting my first son, a good friend described my impending birth experience as an opportunity to assist God in a miracle. And boy was that statement accurate. I’m going to tell you how growing and delivering babies made…
From an early age, children learn the phrase “I love you.” Most likely they hear this phrase before they can talk, and long before they can even begin to decipher the complexities of its meaning. At some point, they begin to repeat it back to you and even learn to use it in appropriate…
My thoughts on the first day of work back from maternity leave: It’s my first day back to work after maternity leave, and I can’t believe I made it without dying from emotional pain! Oh God it hurts! My little poopsie’s first day at daycare! He’s probably scared and wondering where I am. Honey, I’m…