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Guilty As Charged

I can hear my alarm going off. I jump up and instantly almost fall to the floor. I have no clue why my right foot locks on me sometimes. Anyway, I’m anticipating heading into work today because It always seems as if we never have enough staff to cover the schedule. I already foresee me running around like a chicken with my head cut off today but hey, I’ll have to make the best of it. The time usually files once I start cracking jokes with my coworkers.
My first patient this morning is a two-year-old. This can go well or to hell in a hand basket in a matter of five seconds. I walk in the room with my big bright smile and sit on the green chair next to my patient. I acknowledge the parent and begin making small talk to get everyone comfortable. I place my hand out for my patient to give me a high five and to make a promise that he’s going to be a big boy for me while I clean his teeth. He smiles and nods his head yes and if he’d been speaking the English language for at least five years…
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Whip It Baby

When was the last time you were in public and saw a bad ass little kid misbehaving?  When I see this happening, the first thing that comes to mind is “Oh no, he/she needs a beating!” If little Johnny can’t act right, all he need is one week at Breezy’s house and he’ll be fine. My son is 7 and he has his 7-year-old moments at times but, the one thing I can say is that he’s well behaved for the most part. His god-mother tells me all the time how she enjoys his company because he’s never a problem. My son and I have an understanding and with the way I was raised, I’ve made it my personal decision not to spank my child as a form of discipline.

For starters these are MY VIEWS AND I’M NOT TELLING ANYONE HOW TO RAISE THEIR CHILD. If you feel little Johnny is bad, then you spank his behind if you feel that will work for the both of you. As a child, my mother never spanked me. All my spankings came from my biological father and my aunt. Me personally, I believe that children become accustomed t…
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Step Outside Your Comfort Zone

I told myself at the beginning of the year I'd make more time for myself. I wouldn’t say that I’ve completely mastered this just yet but hey I’m trying. I often look at other mothers my age usually through dreaded social media and wonder how in the heck they live the way they do. Vacations here, shopping there, new this, new that etc.  Before you even say it…I already know  people only post on social media what they want the world to know. I’ve sat down and thought to myself like ummm sis, what are you doing wrong?
I’d love nothing more than to take a trip to Jamaica. That’s always been my dream vacation spot. When I look at the bank account it says boo drive down to Folly Beach and let your wig blow in the wind. I’d one day like to take my son to Disney. I know people that's gone like 3-4 times already at his age! Reality is, we have a better chance getting to Disney then me spending money on myself to get to Jamaica.
I could make up a thousand reasons why now isn’t the rig…
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Boiling Water

There’s been plenty of times I’ve found myself cooking after a long day of work when I’d rather just order some take out. It always seems like when I’m in a time crunch to get dinner done…it takes forever to finish! For example, spaghetti or any type of pasta is always a quick “go to” meal for my son and I. It doesn’t take long to finish the meal at all. However, when you’re constantly watching the pot, the water never boils. The minute you walk away and take your mind off it is when the magic seems to happen.I find this scenario to be true in my dating life as well.
Why is it that I put all this time into people, do the hard work, get them to a good spot only to walk away and they start to boil? After all, I’m the one who knew what the temperature should be. I’m the one who added the right amount of water to the pot, I’m even the one who turned the damn stove on. It irritates me so much to date someone and put all this time into them only for us to split and they get everything the…
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What A Fright

In the spirit of Halloween, I figured I’d share with you a few things I find frightening in 2018.


1. A compulsive liar 2. Man 25+ living with his mother 3. Someone afraid of commitment 4. Being 25+ with no accomplishments 5. Someone unable to hold a steady job 6. A female who doesn’t take care of her children 7. Rent is due on the 1st! 8. My son is almost my height 9. Snakes 10. The fact that I'm awesome and single 11. My temper & attitude 12. A man with a lot of children and baby mothers 13. Ted Bundy
14. How much my son eats
15. The way I love Chipotle



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Mommy Confessions

Because you're such a faithful reader, by know you know how much my son means to me. Through this blog  I've been able to convey the bond between us. I'm so many things to so many people but I must say, being his mother is my favorite title. With that being said I have a few motherly confessions. Hopefully one day when he has children of his own he'll be able to look back on this and find humor in it.

Confession 1: All of your stories that you're so excited to tell me are 5 hours long!!!! Sometimes I want to scream "JUST GET TO THE POINT BENTLEY I HAVE TO COOK DINNER BY 7." You're very animated just like me but please have bullet points when storytelling son.

Confession 2:  If I hear Lucid Dreams one more time I'm going to go crazy. I know it's your favorite song. I even dance to it with you because I want to make you happy but that song is driving me crazy!

Confession 3:  You're not Michael Jackson. Yes, he's one of the greatest and I…
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Probation

When you start a new job you understand how crucial the first 90 days of employment is to your longevity with that company. After having managed a few dental practices in the past, I can definitely attest to the fact that during this time you’re being looked at like a tiny dust particle underneath a microscope. This is a mutual trial period for both you and the employer. As an employer I’m looking at all your attributes to see if you’re going to be an asset to me or a liability. As the employee, you’re scoping things out for yourself as well to see if the company is some place you’d like to thrive.Relationships are no different.
I can confirm in blood that when you meet a man ladies, you don’t get a chance to see his true colors until after that probationary period. The first 90 days this man has sent a representative on his behalf.He knows you’re looking closely. He’s opening doors, he’s chewing with his mouth closed, paying for dates, being consistent with phone calls and responding…
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Woman To Woman

My mother is the strongest woman I know. She’s survived a toxic relationship, overcoming single motherhood of two children at the age I am now, losing her mother earlier in life and finding love all over again just to name a few. She’s always been dedicated to her family and provided a home built on love for us all. I sat down with her to gain some insights on just how she did it and what kept her going in her darkest hour. Here’s what she had to say:
What did you imagine your life would be like as a child?
As a child I thought I’d be married to a rich man. I didn’t think I’d have to struggle to raise my girls on my own the way I did but, it didn’t work out that way the first time around. Struggling to find my happiness while keeping you and your sister happy was a challenging priority.
What was your first thought when you found out you were pregnant for the first time? Whew, I thought my life was coming to an end. I didn’t know what to do. I was still in school, I thought I’d be a …
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I Feel Like A Woman

Mamas! When was the last time you put on that sexy black dress, beat your face to the gawdz, put on those spankx and went out for a night of fun? Can’t remember….don’t feel bad, I cant either. Single mommy life hasn’t allowed me to indulge in a night like that in quite some time. I told myself that I’d do better with making more “me time” for myself. I enjoy being a mom but I don’t want to lose who I am as a person in the midst.
Even though I’m not heading out for a night on the town 3x times a month, I still do things that make me feel super sexy. It’s so important to keep yourself up. I may not have tons of money in my purse but you’d never know unless I told you. When I leave my house I’m always looking fairly nice. My hair is done, my nails are manicured, my clothes are clean and you can’t tell me I’m not sexy honey! I dedicated this year to focusing on my health and the results have given me a boost in confidence like no other. I can finally get into a deep stretch without my sto…
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Hustle & Flow

I’m a strong believer that everyone possess a gift. Some gifts are easily spotted and others you have to dig deep to find. I have the gift of gab which is easily spotted within 3 minutes of knowing me. It’s why you’re currently reading my blog. It’s also the reason I feel as if I’ve never met a stranger. I have a tendency to make people feel secure, warm and fuzzy and at ease. Once I strike my pearly whites at them, they can’t help but to have a conversation with me. In addition, writing as always been a love of mine. I’d much rather write a ten page paper than to take a math test hahaha. It was after I wrote my second resume when it hit me that I was pretty darn good.
When I first got the idea to start blogging I told myself that it would be my new hustle. I know that with time I’ll become a household name from my work. After writing my first post I ended up going to grab something for my son in the store and at check out I asked the cashier if she liked to read. Her response was yes…
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If This Is It...

As I begin to think about the future, there’s so much uncertainty. Of course I have tons of dreams and goals and through blood, sweat and tears I’ll do my very best to accomplish them. I was taught that exercising faith is a must in life. I’ve always had a problem living in the moment so I’d like to take a second and do just that.
Like the gospel song says “Lord if I ten thousand tongues, I could not praise you for what you’ve done.” Even though some days are a struggle and I have no clue how I’ll make it to the next, I’m grateful for the things I have. My son’s in good health and I’ve made a home for him that’s filled with love. All of his jeans are a husky size so that reminds me that I’m able to provide him with meals daily. He’s the only child so he gets what he wants for the most part. I’m grateful I’m able to not only give him the things he needs but the things he wants as well. When I come home and flip the light switch; my little townhome lights up and I’m grateful for the job…
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Check Ya' Self

With this previous week being Mental Health Awareness Week, I felt it'd be appropriate to discuss something that many in the African American community like to sweep under the rug. I myself, have my own ongoing battle with anxiety and depression. It's something that I recently started talking about within the last year and I'm no longer embarrassedor ashamed. As a single mother, I'd say we worry about things a little more than the average person because we do everything on our own. Cook, clean, get kids off to school, wipe runny noses, crunch numbers to pay bills, fix things around the house deal with our own personal issues, we’re sleep deprived etc. I've always said in the past that if I don't worry about myself, no one else will.
With that mentality I've found myself physically and emotionally stuck at times. I remember at one point my son was late to school every day for a week. I couldn't get out of bed to start my day. I physically felt…
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Weighing My Options

I walk past the mirror and catch a glimpse of myself. Yasssss Queen, God did a number when he made you. I take a minute to admire the sensual outline of my lips, my chiseled cheek bones (I get them from my mom) and my dark slanted eyes. With skin the color of a Hershey’s bar and the light hitting me in all the right directions,I begin to admire how far I’ve come physically and emotionally. The self esteem I have now took years to build and it grows more and more by the day.
Growing up I hated so many of my features. I was darker in complexion than most and got teased so much in school. I stood out like a sore thumb. My unibrow was hideous and I absolutely hated it. I hated it so much I recall shaving them completely off when I was about six or seven. I started developing at an early age so on top of the obvious weight difference between my classmates and I,  my breast were bigger than my teachers! Most girls would be excited about that but I hated the attention it brought along with t…
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It's 5 o'clock Somewhere

Five, six, seven, eight, nine, a thousand-Rent. Lights, car, car insurance, groceries, phone, gas etc. My God I don’t know how I do this all by myself at times. Last night, and the night before I got absolutely no rest. I slept but didn’t rest one bit. Worrying and stressing about these darn bills has given me a headache that just won’t quit. I swear, not working during a hurricane we didn’t even have has been a major blow for me financially.            It’s time for me to get out of the house and start my day. Benny came home with a cough yesterday and I’m really praying it goes away because again, Missing work will be a major blow. I head to his room to awake him from his peaceful sleep. His nose is crusted over with gonk. I gave him meds last night before putting him down for bed and I guess now it’s just a waiting game to see if they actually work. I run my hand across his forehead to see if he’s feverish and he seems to be fine. I intentionally head out the house without his fo…
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