Celebrating Black Maternal Health Week #BMHW25

Mom and three kids Greetings from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania! Things have been busy. I am still a working mom of three, working full time who is trying to make a difference. I do a lot of things and try to be present so that I can learn from them. I share them on this blog so that we can learn together. Below are some thoughts, hacks, and/or lessons that I have learned from navigating my world. Black Maternal Health Week April 11-17, 2025 I am a Black mom to three wonderful children. I was blessed to have three successful births. While I am an attorney, my third delivery highlighted the potential risks that occur when a physician fails to listen to the birthing person. Initially, I chalked it up to the physician involved and limited it to my personal birthing experience. Then, I learned that I was not special. Overwhelmingly, Black women experience higher rates of birth trauma, birthing complications and negative birth outcomes.  These statistics are what lead to the creation of ...

A consistent crush…


Anyone who has been in a relationship knows that consistent attention and recognition keep the love juices flowing. Nice notes, expressions of kindness and consistent love have kept many a relationship going, when otherwise they would have failed. That kind of affection is so attractive. And baby, it is oh so hard to resist.

Even though I have reported that my love life has been full of inconsistency, I have a confession. I have been holding out on you. I have been involved in a relationship for some time. I am constantly wooed. My ego is stroked. Indeed, these things fuel my desire.

I return to the relationship even when I have told myself that it is no good for me—it is always taking, never giving. After we connect I often feel depleted instead of inspired. My space is penetrated without permission and without apology. I try to resist, but we all know that a girl has needs. And while my spirit is willing, my flesh is so very weak...

Despite my lustful comments, my relationship is not with a man. It is with a website, http://www.bluefly.com. Apparently Bluefly and I have a major crush going on. I’ve spent enough money with them that when I am away too long they reach out to me. They anticipate my needs. They have what I want. And they even convince me that they even have what I need. We’ve been involved about ten years now. My devotion to fashion probably explains why my closet is more put together than my love life.

Still, there’s no point in ending a good thing is there? My crush is fueled by Bluefly’s spontaneity and variety. And their affection is fueled by my money. It’s a match made in cyber heaven!
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Anonymous said…
I can so identify with this!!