As I scroll through a timeline of convoluted sentiments around this inauguration I’m reminded that we have work to do.

Now that we’re coming down off the Mother’s Day high I’m being hit with the reality that we’re all still in purgatory and it’s not getting easier. I’ve decided to throw away much of what I thought I knew and operate from where I am currently. Here’s what I’ve come up with thus far.

The end of 2019 came at me fast and hard and in an effort to hold onto the bit of sanity I had left, I made some much needed lifestyle changes that I want to share with you all.

Breastfeeding is work! It is a full-time job with no vacation or days off. Whether you pump or feed straight from the boob it’s going to require some effort on your part. In honor of Black Breastfeeding Week, I am sharing what I’ve learned in hopes that it may make things a little easier for someone else.

Yup. It’s true. I am a published author. I am currently working on a novel, three plays, three children’s books, a book of short stories, a book of poetry, and an anthology. I am passionate about writing and still I have to make myself do it.

Two weeks ago, I thought the toughest part of writing a book would be finishing it. It’s so easy to start. Any little thing can trigger inspiration and over time the story begins to unfold. But how does it end? When does it end?