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About the Blog

This blog is born from the heart of every Black woman who has ever put her baby first, her family second—and herself last.

Here, we pause that cycle.

Baby, Mama...then Me is a sacred space for reflection, restoration, and remembering who you are beyond the titles, the tasks, and the to-do lists. We celebrate the strength it takes to mother a child, carry a household, and still hold space for your dreams.

This is more than storytelling—it’s soul healing.

You’ll find:

  • Honest reflections on motherhood and identity

  • Wellness rituals and emotional check-ins

  • Letters to our younger selves

  • Affirmations for the exhausted and unseen

  • A new conversation about what it means to be a whole Black woman, not just a role

This is your mirror, your journal, your soft landing.
This is your “me” moment.

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