Tag: Black mom light
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Keep knowing the power of walking together.
There is a power that emerges when you gift yourself and your family, the simple and freeing pleasures of walking. We gave that gift to baby almost 2 days after his arrival at home. We took him for his first walk along the paths of Forest Park. The pandemic was still breathtaking in its design.…
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Keep the joy of first moments with newborns!
The first moment they laid eyes on him was breathtaking. Because of the pandemic, no visitors were allowed around hospital grounds for the pandemics grip was ground breaking, heartbreaking too, for all the lives lost to poor leadership and decision-making. That we were heading home with baby about 36 hours later following his arrival was…
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Keep an oasis of light for a mother’s love.
I see life as a journey. For some, that journey may take up to 86 years. For others, few months. Last year, my little nephew completed his journey in 10 years. He returned back to the one who first called him, first framed him, first loved him. We all have to return back to him.…
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Keep a mother’s love and happy 1st birthday my Ranyenna!
My awakening summer was 2020. Like the entire country, I was literally in labor. Something wonderful was born on this day, by 9am last year. We became parents to our fourth child. We call him Ranyenna. In Igbo, it means giving him back to God. His hair was full, short, brown and crinkled. His eyes…
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Keep grace in mind!
The idea that grace is all we need has been stuck in my head since Sunday mass. Three times I asked to take it away, the reading said. But the answer, was my grace is all you need. My power is greatest when you are weak. I was weak this time last year, waiting for…
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Keep knowing that we are never meant to walk alone!
Our room was shaped like a square with a baby cribbed next to a wall covered in grey paint. There was a grey rocking chair for breastfeeding and a silver and white changing table stood next to the window awaiting the arrival of baby. There were no baby rooms. I was never a decorator mom.…
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Keep the beauty and brilliance of black mom light!
I begin this week in awe of becoming a mother for the 4th time. My last baby arrived this week, last year. The pandemic kept us all distracted. This was the 4th month of mask wearing, social distancing and lockdowns. It was also a time where the virus was so debilitating that I feared a…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 