As a firm believer in the saying, “You gotta believe the messenger before you can believe the message” I’ll go…

My daughter is growing up, before my eyes. She is an honor student, active in clubs and is a great…

Please let those of us who want to laugh for a few moments, do that without your judgement. Without your claims of being unpatriotic. We may laugh for a moment but I can assure you that most of us are praying just as hard if not harder for peace because that is what we have and will continue to strive for as black people, safer and better days for not and not just for our children but for humanity.

You made it! This 3-part series of Women & Weed is coming to an end (I know I think I…

As time went on, however, daily sex routines turned into once in a while. Date nights were a thing that happened on occasion and minor disagreements turned into full blown arguments. The signs were there but often times we are blinded by the lust and the “love” that we miss them or sweep them under the rug

Please stop the Britney song you are playing in your head and let me tell you my story. When J…

  Brother Malcolm said it best, “The most disrespected woman in America, is the Black Woman. The most un-protected person…

Yes, I said The D… But I don’t mean anything about man parts, I’m talking about depression. The word that…

You’ve found out you are pregnant, Congratulations… I hope. This news, in most cases, is the most shocking, scary and…

It was probably our longest day in pre-marital counseling. I mean we unearthed some hard truths when we got on...

Okay, so to be fair, maybe comparing my seven-year marriage to slavery isn’t the best analogy….I’d say it was more…

For those who’ve been living under a rock, we’ll break down this entire movement for you! A Hot Girl Summer is a call to action to secure the bag, have fun, embrace your inner freak, focus on yourself and do what makes YOU happy, live out loud, put you first, exude confidence, and not give a damn what anyone has to think about it!

Breastfeeding, the most beautiful and natural experience that many mothers will have with their little ones. While I’m not here to debate if breast is best, when making the decision to breastfeed you are sacrificing some things: alcohol, bad eating habits and possibly great sex to name a few.

If you are a parent then you know there are no words that can describe the love you have for your child. Parents will go through hell and back for their child and unfortunately, I’ve been through hell. My hell has been what we all know as “baby mama drama”.

The pain of it is still real today like it just happened. I knew it was coming, I had seen…

The pro-life vs pro choice debate has been a long-standing debate that has created division of people in all circles. With the recent national news of abortion law changes, this division has become more evident. This article is intended, not to support either argument or perpetuate the division. But instead, this article is to inform the Nation of the recent activity surrounding this issue and start an open dialogue to support and respect our difference in opinions.

Pregnancy Can Be Tough As a mom who spent a little more than a trimester of pregnancy being very sick,…

Dear Governor Kay Ivey,   Did you think in all of your 74 years of living you’d be referred to…

Once upon a time… I was a young naive 17-year-old college freshman from the hood of East Orange, walking the…

My Opinion My Choice …I have that right…or I should at least. I have been torn about the abortion issue…

It is my body, I should get to decide what to do with it! Am I expected to go through…

I am Pro-Life. Yes, I am. My daughters know this about me. My close friends and family know this about…

I woke up with angst in my heart. Probably because I went to bed listening to one of my favorite...

If I were to say that being a mom of 3 black boys is easy, I would be lying. I…

In 2006 and I was ranked #1 in the world. It was my third year running professionally and everything was…

It was surreal, indescribable, it was Magical!Seeing my baby for the first time rocked my world! I couldn’t do anything but scream and cry, she was perfect! I couldn’t believe she was actually mine, so many emotions ran through my mind,  I was smitten.

You know, I was always the type of person that when I heard a child using foul language I’d shake my head and say “tuh, liberal parents”. Or when I saw a child being fresh and all the adults were laughing and recording it, I said the adults were the problem. I said to myself and out loud many times “ when I have a child I will not expose them to corrupting language or tolerate any freshness” (probably not the words I used but you get my drift).

She was set on driving in one car together but we couldn’t fit both strollers in her car. This was the start of going to dinner becoming a stressful event. I see the stress on her face, she just wanted to go to dinner with her friend and not train for the baby car packing Olympics.

Heyyyyyyy! Tina checking in! If you follow me on Instagram then you know I’m completely obsessed with my babies. Like…

Needless to say, I had a real WTF moment when my period went missing (while on birth control, might I add) in May of 2012. I waited until the following month to actually take a home pregnancy test and when the results appeared, my entire life flashed before my eyes.

ad the first line “because you failed to attend the mandatory court hearing, paternity has been determined” and YOU ARE THE FATHER! (in my judgmental, condescending Murry voice). I’m sure those were not the words verbatim but, that’s what I heard ringing in my head like a fire alarm. My heart dropped, my anxiety immediately rose, and I could literally feel my world spinning.

YOU DON’T KNOW, WHAT YOU DON’T KNOW I absolutely hate being a step parent! Sound harsh? Hear me out. I…

Traumatized, I quickly yelled to my husband. I had to be seeing things, I just had to be. Nobody goes grey DOWN THERE, right? I must be crazy! My husband arrives in the bathroom just in time for panic to set in. His response to my newfound life changing news was comical at best. He rushes into the bathroom and completely misreads the signs of confusion on my face. He gives me his best eyebrow raise. “Hold on a second buddy, it’s not that kind of party right now,” I respond.

It’s October 2016. Less than two years into our marriage, I’m five months pregnant and my husband starts dropping hints about the kids moving in. It wasn’t the first time he’d said this and quite frankly I thought he was just talking. I didn’t think it would ever actually come to fruition for a multitude of reasons: I didn’t think the kids would leave their mom and I didn’t think their mom would let them leave. I didn’t ask many questions, though, since I knew he wasn’t making the final decision. I figured he’d tell me what he knew when he knew it.