Most of us live our lives around the number 30. I remember being in high school and expecting to graduate college by 22, get married by 23 and have kids by 25 with a solid career by 27. Instead I got pregnant at 21, I have never used the word solid and career in a... Continue Reading →
Pussy does not have an open door policy. Contrary to what many guys seem to think, sleeping with a woman once does not give you an all access pass into her bed for the rest of both of your lives. I’m starting to realize that not only are a lot of men these days very... Continue Reading →
When people give their opinions on when I should have my next child, be it positive or negative, two thoughts always come to mind immediately: the first thought usually includes profanity. The second thought usually includes an overwhelming amount of confusion. ••• Hats off to all 17 people in the world who ever planned to... Continue Reading →
"Girl, he still hasn't proposed yet? And, your birthday, valentines day and new years passed since you had the baby? Yeah, unless you want to be a baby mama for life, you need to start putting your foot down." -says single friend who hasn't been in a real relationship since high school. Sis, I get... Continue Reading →
Pregnancy is kind of like a fingerprint, no two journeys are exactly alike. One thing that is the same for everyone: Having a kid is never ever what you expect it to be. When I found out I was pregnant, I had already booked three vacations for the upcoming summer. I thought about canceling and... Continue Reading →
First of all, what the fuck? Lately, there have been a string of negatively charged posts geared at single mothers, specifically those in the Black Community. The general consensus is that single mothers are raising young men who are neither mentally or llemotionally prepared to handle the responsibilities that come with being a man. This... Continue Reading →
Somewhere in the world there is a woman making excuses for her boyfriend. She does his laundry, puts money in his pocket, makes sure he's satisfied intimately, cooks for him and tries to make a relationship with his mother who hates her. She is his lover, his nurse, his therapist and his teacher. And last... Continue Reading →
The most important thing to accept when traveling with your young one is that babies cry. If they're flying, their ears may pop and if they're young, they might be teething. On a long road trip, their diapers could be uncomfy. On a train, they may be afraid of all the new sounds. Whatever the... Continue Reading →
I can still remember falling in love for the first time like it was yesterday. It was refreshing, it was fun and it was mine. Or, so I thought at the time. I knew I loved him because he was my best friend. I knew he loved me because he told me I inspired him.... Continue Reading →
