Manners

I was at the grocery store the other day and I was getting something from the hot food section.  The woman behind the counter was asking me about something and I responded "no ma'am."

I got a funny look.

A mother's unconditional love

I seriously thought that my love for her was unconditional until I looked at her in her hospital room bed the other day.

The wait Part II

So today is MIB's second surgery and I certainly hope that her luck is better than mine this morning.

My baby is going to school...

...next year.

I love my hair!

This is to all of the YCMs who want to raise napptural, beautiful, confident girls.  This is to the YCMs who want little girls with healthy, high self esteem.  This is to the YCMs that want their littleg irls to be able to make through middle school and high school with a positive self image.  This is for the YCMs and MIBs that love their hair:

YMM

Your Mother's Mother...

Mommy Monday

So last week I did Family Friday, this week it's Mommy Monday.

Family Friday

OK...so I decided to start this new weekly post called "Family Friday."

7:00 pm

That was the last time MIB urinated until right before we left the emergency room at about 4 pm.

So it begins...

Now that MIB is out of the hospital, the real work has begun.  And I almost wish I was back at work.  Hell, I'd be doing a lot less.

...And the wait is over

"Bravery Award"

And the wait begins...

I am currently sitting in the third best children's hospital in the country.

Well...that time sure did fly...

Hey all...

It's been another extended break between blogs but I have been busy beyond belief in the last month and a half or so.

Spoil the child...

I was talking to my mother today and she was talking about something MIB had done this morning that she had no business doing.  As we were discussing that she then said that when she turns sixteen that she was going to walk all over me.  Um wha?

Happy Cake!!

Last month was MIB's 2nd birthday and let me tell you I am glad there are 365 days that separate birthdays...real.talk.*

Changes...

I've been MIA...I know this and I apologize (to the few who actually follow me lol). 

Life interrupted...

It's a Different World...

I was watching the series finale of "A Different World" this afternoon...you know the one where Dwayne gets the job offer from Konichiwa and Whitley found out she was pregnant and Kim got engaged to the Jamaican dude?  And it got me to thinking about the world I came from.

Children's Medicine Recalled

Last week there was a recall on children's and infant's cold and allergy medicine (including Tylenol, Motrin, Benadryl and Zyrtec) and all reports were advising parent's to immediately throw away any unused portions of the medicine. 

Twins

No I'm not having twins!  But I am going to write briefly about two different subjects relating to child rearing and this is the new title for it...Yes I know I'm creative lol!

We can give our breastmilk to our own children now...

The following question was posed to me in the Facebook group I created today: "Why are African American mothers the least likely to breastfeed their children?" 

Bread and Bars

One day I will understand why folks do stupid stuff...

This really needs to stop happening...

OK...I have been on hiatus for a HOT MINUTE...and I apologize.

We have been sick in the YCM household and I mean SICK. Anyone who caught whatever that nasty bug that was floating around back in late February/early March knows exactly what I am talking about.

Being honest...

is hard as hell...

Especially to yourself.

real.talk.

YCM's Tips: Painfree doctor appointments

One of the most hectic days that I can possibly have as a single mother is doctor day.

Finding time off to get to each doctor's appointment, coordinating the distances between doctors, requesting time off, filling (possible) prescriptions, calling for consults...

Ice water was served in hell earlier today...

I was finishing up dinner with my mom and MIB when I got a call from SD at about 9 pm. He said that he wanted my address because he was coming over to see her.

I'll be damned if he didn't show up about an hour later.

I understand..

Last week I called SD and told him about MIB's medical problems and what I had decided to do about it. But since I hadn't heard from him in ages and I was frustrated and irritated with him and his behavior; I told him that I wasn't going to call him anymore.

Guest Blog - BGLH

Hey y'all...

I did my FIRST guest blog a little over a week ago. Well, sort of. Leila Noelliste over at BGLH liked my article, but was more intrigued with one of the questions that I posed and wanted to start a conversation from that question. So, my article ended up getting cut. I don't mind because I was glad that she allowed me to write for her blog. However, I did want to post my actual article for y'all:

The creation of an Intelligent Beauty - Decisions

The creation of an Intelligent Beauty Part 1

I'm pregnant.

That was the only thing I could think of once I got home. I went to my room, sat in my bed, and came to the realization that I was actually pregnant. It wasn't a false positive, a faulty pregnancy test...this was the real thing. It was verified by the ultrasound that there was a tiny body in my stomach.

Baby Momma of the Year...For real?

This is why I write this blog...because of BS like this.

I was listening to the radio this afternoon at work while eating my lunch when I heard this come across the airwaves.

I damn near choked.

Things that make me smile

The way she says her body parts:
Cheeks - kheeks
Hands - hans
Mouth - mou
Chin - ken
Bellybutton - lakdfakfj; (it's totally unintelligible lol)
Foot - she just throws them in the air (lmao)

The way she picks up the remote and turns it to what SHE wants to watch (usually involving Calliou or Sesame Street or Dinosaur Train)

The way she feeds herself with a backwards fork

The way she picks up stuff to throw in the garbage (which, strangely enough, is usually garbage that needs to be thrown out)

The way that she "helps" me with the laundry by putting the wet clothes and dryer sheet into the dryer and closing the door

The way she reads her book (Peek-A-Boo is her favorite) while she's potty training

The way she grabs my face and kisses and hugs me when she wants to get (in) to something

The way she rolls on her stomach, holds on to me or the comforter, and slides to the floor

Donations

MCF is now SD (sperm donor).

I had to give him a new name for several reasons. The first being I HATE the term baby's daddy" as much as I hate "baby's momma."

Yeah I said it...

I need my child's father in our lives.

I was over at MsL's spot reading her latest post (if you ain't been you need to be here) and her topic was about feminism and sort of led into how the roles of men and women are created. In my comment to her post, I talked about how men and women information and conversations were restricted to that sex. My parents never dipped their noses in the opposite sexes powwow with their peers and that is something that I've honored, even into adulthood.

But, after I had my child and started to see how her father wasn't going to be in her life, I made it up in my mind that I didn't need him in our lives and I didn't need him to help me in any way. My mother even cosigned that statement by saying we'd be the father in her life. Several months after those revelations, I remembered that fat meat is greasy and realized that I do need him in our lives.

Haiti

It's taken me a while to post about Haiti and I want to get the word out on all of my blogs (this was the first one I thought about posting to. I will be doing a more in depth post about Haiti's earthquake on my other blog VerbalDiaspora).

We should all donate to Haiti during their extreme time of need. Right now, people are still being found in Haitian buildings, under cars, and other places I would have never thought of finding someone buried alive (or just buried). There are also many in Haiti that are in desperate need of clothes, food, water, diapers, baby food, and other necessities to survive. Please visit one of the following sites to donate any amount to help the cause to find more survivors and to keep more survivors alive:
Yele
Red Cross

Or you can text in your donations. The amount of your donation will be charged to your cell phone bill.

Yele: Text "Yele" to 501501 to donate $5 dollars
American Red Cross: Text "HAITI" to 90999 to donate $10 dollars

Don't forget that you can always gather clothes, non-perishable food items/water, and monetary donations locally to drop off to your local Red Cross and other businesses and organizations that are sending aid to the people of Haiti.

The creation of an Intelligent Beauty - Discovery

I was over at my BFFs house watching movies, playing Scrabble, and doing hoodrat stuff. Eventually we realized we needed to get some food so we decided to make a run on a late night before continuing our regularly scheduled Scrabble marathon and hoodrat stuff. We decided to do McDonald's and I decided on my usual, a #1 with a Coke (Big Mac meal for those of you who don't know). We came back to her house, sat down, started eating, and I realized that my Big Mac wasn't as good as it used to be.

The next day I was on the phone with my BFF and was telling her about the sandwich. I usually do a meat hiatus for a few months and the weird tasting burger was probably my trigger to doing so. For a few weeks, I just stopped eating meat. I made my veggie lasagna, rice and peas, lots of greens, even bought a veggie burger or two from Burger King (yes I said Burger King). When I went to my mom's for dinner she was fine about me not eating meat when she cooked a steak or a roast. But something had changed: I was getting sick from the smell of the raw meat.

Yeah Yeah, I know...

Hey y'all...

OK I know that I said a few weeks ago that I was going to have some more posts for you but the holidays, layoffs, and a sick mom AND aunt pretty much got into the way. I just finished one post for you and it will be after this and HOPEFULLY you won't have to wait on future posts. Now that the holiday season is out of the way and 2010 is in full force, I should be able to dedicate more time to my writing.

Happy new year y'all!
KMN