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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The Power of the Belly...

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When I first started taking prenatal yoga I swore that I wouldn’t be one of those pregnant women who kept her hand on her belly staring off with a far away look in her eyes, looking completely disconnected from the world around her. But that was about twenty weeks ago, at the beginning of my second trimester. It was before I had a real belly to speak of. It was before the baby started noticeably burping, moving, and kicking. It was before I could feel the life inside of me. After I began feelng something  everything changed.


Now that I am in my third trimester, nearly full term at 36.5 weeks of pregnancy, it is different. The movement in my belly is amazingly reassuring. It reminds me that everything is OK. I am incredibly fascinated by all things going on inside of me.

Pregnancy is this amazing journey. There are so many significant things going on in my body at the same time, but none of them are visible. Feeling my baby kick is how I know that everything is on schedule. It’s like my baby is sending messages to me like, “Hi Mommy!”, “I’m hungry Mommy!” and “Mommy, I love you!”.

Those messages allay my fears and renew my hope. I bought a prenatal heart monitor, but because of the baby’s position I can’t hear the heart beat. So the kicks are the only consistent communication that I have with the baby. And I cherish it. They make me believe that everything is alright.

Now I have become an expectant mother who constantly touches her stomach and has a far away look in her eye. At times, I am completely disconnected from the world around me, and completely in tune with my baby. And I understand that completely.


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