Ayva loves to snuggle. On the rare occasions that she catches me with both hands free, she cuddles up to me and pulls my arms around her tightly. On days when I have a gazillion hours of work left to do, and I’m on a deadline, that cuddle can feel like a distraction. My mind starts trying …
I am so confused. The last thing I remember is being in the hospital holding an itty bitty baby thinking that there’s no way anything could top that feeling. When did that itty baby turn into an outgoing kindergartener who declares herself to be a “totally people person” with loves hugs, reading and fancy dresses? …
Long before I had my daughter, I was a mentor to hundreds of Black girls all over Philadelphia. We laughed together, cried together, but at the end of the day, I sent them back home to their mamas. Life is a lot different now. I’m raising my own little Black girl, and all of the worries …
Here’s something a little different for Mama Knows It All. My husband, Terrence, is sharing his thoughts on the blog today. He wrote this post, on his own, without me asking, and I’m really so incredibly proud to share it with you all: This weekend I had the pleasure of accompanying Ayva to our first (of …
The other day, Ayva said to me, “Mom, why don’t you ever play with me?”. I reminded her about all of the things that we do together, shopping, cooking, reading books, but she wouldn’t let up. “No, Mom. I mean, like playing. In my room. You never play with me.” Ayva was right. I don’t ever …