“One. Abortion, no matter the race, is a tragic loss of beauty and possibility. Induced abortion, the deliberate act of killing an unborn child, is inherently wrong…Actions have consequences, and the disproportionate impact of abortion on the Black community is glaringly evident and statistically irrefutable. Since the legalization of Roe v. Wade, the black community [...]
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This has been a trying week. Fresh off my wonderful dance with Beloved last weekend, I picked myself up, and jumped back into my weekly routine. Getting ready for work, dropping the kid at preschool, going to work (begrudgingly). Luckily we had a pupil-free day on Monday & I only had to half-way pay [...]
4 year olds + iPhoto=Pure Comedy!
questions come to mind who cares. all i need is you when it all falls down Dear Munchkin, I can’t believe it, you’re FOUR!! My little baby—excuse me—little MAN celebrated another year of life today, and I’m in awe of how fast the years sprint by. It seems like yesterday I welcomed you into this world, all yellow and juicy, amazed that something so perfect could come of such an imperfect situation. Your first [...] Today, my little one embarked on a brand new journey: school! As it turns out, I was definitely more nervous than he was. A myriad of questions ran through my mind as I drove him to school. Would he like it? Would he have any potty accidents? Would he get along with the other kids? Would [...] I can count the number of times I’ve been in an emergency room on my left had. Once when I was 12, when I was pregnant, when the munchkin was 5 weeks old and fell (ok, I dropped him) out of his bouncy chair, and again last night. Flip flops and three-year-olds do not mix. [...] (pic taken on my FIRST ride on a Ferris Wheel…last month!) I am sitting here trying to figure out where summer went. Yes, I know. It’s only the beginning of August, but I know the end is near. I can feel it. The end of the summer, the end of lazy days with the munchkin, [...] (my son, the ham) My son, in all his three-year-old glory, loves to be around other kids. He loves running, jumping, kicking balls–the usual–and gets so giddy when he sees other little people around. Although, he used to be THAT kid (borderline playground terror), he’s turned out to be quite a nice little boy. But [...] If you haven’t noticed before, I love Twitter (follow me!). It’s allowed me to connect to lots of interesting people, with fascinating ideas, words, and blogs. It’s continually shown me how small the world is becoming & how connected we all are. When I was in San Francisco, I saw a tweet from Renee Ross [...] The first time my son met his father was in jail. Blistering cold out, I wrapped my almost two-month-old son in a baby-blue snowsuit, and a hand knitted blanket and walked to the train station. We took the E train in Queens, then transferred to a bus that would take us to Rikers Island. When the [...]  |
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