Motherhood has a way of inviting unnecessary, unwarranted, and unsolicited commentary. Everyone has an opinion. Everyone has advice. And for a while, I tried to meet that noise with explanations, guilt, and apologies—for choices that were never up for debate in the first place.

I’m done with that now.

This is a list of the things I refuse to apologize for as a mother. From boundaries and routines to softness, emotional honesty, and instinct. Because raising my daughter doesn’t require a consensus—it requires trust.

After a year full of chaos, noise, and nonstop doing, what we truly need isn’t more effort, it’s rest. This season invites us to slow down, release what we’re carrying, and finally give our bodies and minds the break they’ve been begging for.

As I reflected on the highs and lows of this year, I realized that not only do I have things to leave behind — but so do all of us. From outdated expectations to harmful systems to habits we outgrew long ago, this is the collective vibe cleanse we all deserve before stepping into 2026.

Black women don’t enter the holiday season from a place of ease. We enter it carrying emotional, generational, cultural, and professional labor the world depends on, but rarely acknowledges. And after a year where hundreds of thousands of Black women were pushed out of the workforce, dismissed, overlooked, and expected to “push through,” our Christmas lists look very different from what’s sold in a gift guide. This year, I’m naming what Black women really want: rest, softness, protection, dignity, and joy that doesn’t require suffering.

2025 gave me wins, lessons, and a whole lot of clarity about what I’m no longer entertaining. This year showed me the habits, expectations, and mindsets that drain more than they give — and I’m not carrying any of them into 2026. I’m choosing ease, alignment, and peace. Here are the 25 things I’m releasing before the new year.

We love creating Christmas magic for our families, but behind the scenes, moms are carrying the lists, the plans, the wrapping, the remembering, and the emotional labor of it all. This year, I’m giving voice to what we really want for Christmas—unfiltered, unapologetic, and finally said out loud. Here are 20 things we actually want this holiday season.

A warm, honest reflection on the people, moments, and lessons that shaped my year. From motherhood and love to chosen family, creativity, and quiet joy, here’s what I’m truly thankful for in this season of gratitude.

In yoga teacher training, I’m learning that support isn’t just something we offer—it’s something we must learn to receive. Asking for help is becoming one of my deepest healing practices.

I walked into yoga teacher training expecting alignment, cues, and confidence. Instead, it showed me how to move through life with more trust — less rushing, less controlling, and a whole lot more breathing. This is the story of what I learned on the mat, and what’s still unfolding off of it.

After obedience comes alignment—the reward for when you stop forcing what’s not meant for you. In this letter, I share how choosing faith, flow, and trust allowed life to start meeting me halfway.

After all these years and all these accomplishments, I realized there’s still one thing I’m learning—trust. Not in someone else, but in myself. Confidence says, “You’ve got this.” Trust whispers, “And even if it doesn’t go as planned, you’ll still be okay.” This is a love letter to that lesson.

Lately, I’ve been reminded that obedience isn’t about perfection, it’s about presence. About returning home to the gifts you’ve tucked away for “someday.” I’m in a season of rebuilding momentum, leaning into faith, grace, and alignment. And through it all, I’m realizing that real obedience—spirit-led obedience—will always guide you back to where you’re meant to be.

God calls us out of comfort and into the unknown—sometimes gently, sometimes like an earthquake. Fear and doubt may whisper that we’re not enough, but the truth is: we’re part of something way bigger. Step boldly into your calling, trust the process, and move like it, pray like it, believe like it.

From public meltdowns to saying “no” like it’s their full-time job, toddlers are gonna toddler. And honestly? I’m not sorry about it. Here are 10 toddler behaviors I refuse to apologize for.

Forty arrived carrying peace where I once felt chaos and clarity where I once had confusion. “40 Prayers for 40” is a love letter to motherhood, womanhood, love, creativity, and growth. A collection of bold blessings and manifestations for who I am, who I’ve been, and who I’m still becoming.

Reflecting on a decade of love, loss, growth, and transformation. Here's my farewell to my 30s as I step boldly into 40 with gratitude and joy.

My daughter deserves the absolute best. And part of that means making sure that she’s not left having to figure out what goes into her self-care toolbox when she gets older. So, I’m happy to have gone through it so that I can begin building it for her today. 

Would you believe that I just got my license and purchased my first car at the ripe young age of 39? For years, I have been terrified of getting behind the wheel and driving. But it wasn’t until I became a mother that I decided to conquer that fear once and for all.

After last week’s letter to my daughter, I decided to list five more things that I love about her. From her confidence to her discernment, I share what I love and why.

And just like that… I have a two year old! In honor of her second birthday, I decided to take a page out of one of her favorite books and list some of my favorite things that I love about her.