Celebrating Black Maternal Health Week #BMHW25

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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 ...
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High School Revelations...

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Recently I had a milestone high school reunion. There's really no point in stating the number. The only relevant point is that I had a reunion and it was enlightening.

Our reunion was attended by intellectuals, jocks, popular kids, and class clowns. I like to think of myself as undefinable. The truth is, I was a little of each of them. It didn't really matter though. In high school, everyone found a group with whom they identified.

The race issue complicated things a bit though. My high school had a small amount of Black students. Had we been born ten years later, race wouldn't have mattered as much. But at that time, it still did. All of the Black kids seemed to be a part of a majority group and also a part of a "Black only" group. It just turned out that way.

Either I was too naive to appreciate the differences or I am too old to remember. It doesn't matter now.

Either way, at the reunion, we were all united. We may have been Black or White. We may have been parents or childless. We may have been single, married, or divorced. We may have been happy with our careers, eternally optimistic, or disappointed. We may have lived an average life since graduation, a tragic life, or a spectacular life.

At the end of the day, regardless of our experiences, we were all just glad to be there. And, most of all, we were all Spartans!
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