If you would've asked me during my freshman year of college if this is where I thought I would be, I would have said no. My life now is not at all how I dreamed it would be. Before anyone says anything, there is a point, but let's start with somethings that I think about… Continue reading This is Not What I Signed Up For
I already know I’m going to catch heat behind this, but I don’t care. I’m only speaking from personal experience so clearly I don’t men all black men. I’m going to preface this article by giving a little back story. This guy I went to school with has been after me for years, roughly 17… Continue reading Why do Black Men feel so entitled?
Today my son started daycare. He was supposed tos tart awhile ago, but I wasn’t ready. I never wanted him to go to daycare, but he needs social skills now that he’s getting older. He’s becoming more mobile and talkative (baby talk that is). Luckily, his daycare is owned by a friend of the family… Continue reading Daycare
The recent ad by Macy’s really struck a nerve. I already know how “other” people see us (Black people) and I don’t too much care, but to blatantly through it in our face, well that was unsettling. On television, you see black people in interracial relationships, same sex, or single mother. Rarely do you see… Continue reading Stigmas Surrounding Black Families
It’s thanksgiving break and all I can think about ishow happy I am to be at home and not at work. The only thing I’m happy about in my life right now is being a mom to my son. I don’t hate my job. I love my job, but it doesn’t make me happy. I’m… Continue reading Don’t Complain if You aren’t Doing Anything to Change
There’s this notion that all single mom’s are bitter. This stems from people assuming we are mad because we can’t be with the father of our child(ren) or we are made that they don’t want us. Speaking for me and me only, both are false. I am in no way bitter about anything, but me… Continue reading Bitter Baby Mama
Each night, I make it my mission to ensure Khai gets an excellent night's slumber. I give him a bath in his new tub. He's in a big boy tub now (cue the water works). I bathe him, wash his hair, let the water out and then fill it with clean water up to his… Continue reading Bedtime with Khai
Relationships end. That's just how life goes. I feel like since I've turned 30, I've developed more of a "fuck it" attitude towards a myriad of things. Whether it be people or things, my tolerance level for "fuck shit" is nonexistent. My life is amazing right now, and I honestly could not be happier (well,… Continue reading “Never give up, it’s such a wonderful life…”