The Confident Woman

Hey ya'll *crickets*

I found this online and liked it... let me know what ya'll think!

The Confident Woman (Start today living Boldly and without fear) by Joyce Meyer

Confident people do not concentrate on their weaknesses; they develope and maximize their strengths.

A confident person is open to learning, because she knows that her confidence allows her to walk through life's doorways,eager to discover what waits on the other side.

Confidence allow us to face life with boldness, openness, and honesty. It enables us to live without worry and to feel safe. Confidence gives us permission to be different, to be unique.

A confident woman knows that she is loved, refused to live in fear,is postive, recovers from setback, avoids comparisons,takes actions and does not live in " if only", and "what if".

Fear is a dangerous virus and will cause you to never reach the potential in your life.

Once you allow the spirit of fear to take hold of your life, you open the door to other spirits that will grip your heart and cause you to freeze up, unable to move forward in confidence. and assurance.

New Growth

I love this video. I am napptural (no heat, no chemicals), so I am totally feeling the messages in this video. I also love the fact that so many Nappy's were representing so very well for all of us who have made the transition to what G-d gave us. Like a friend told me, "G-d don't make no mistakes!" Amen!

Today was a day of revelations for me. First I realized that everybody you think is your friend, isn't. Second, I realized that I don't really give a hawt fuck what people think of me. As long as I am true to myself, then everything else is alright. I also realized that I talk too much to the wrong people, but that situation is being rectified as we type.

I was going to type some ignance here, you know, respond to the stupidity that these people were putting out, but I decided that adding to an already tense situation is just asking for trouble. These are some mean innanet streets, and I don't wanna be known as an Innanet Gangsta (SNORT!!!) Not to mention the fact that if I lower myself to their level, they win. Fuck that. All I can do is pray for your enlightenment and wish you heaven!

Peace, Love and Blessings ya'll!

Willie Lynch Syndrome

Hey everybody. You know, usually I come on here and try to be at least a little bit positive about the things I see around me, but some shit just needs to be said about the foolishness I see going on around me. I was over on Black Hair Media tonight and I was reading a post by a young woman who was more... fuck it. You gots ta read this shit churre for yourself

Is this Bitch For Real?!?!

*stunned look* Am I the only one who felt really sad to know that she felt that way? I mean come on... I know I had more important things on my mind than whether or not my little girl was going to be happy, healthy and filled with joy than about some shit like whether she was gonna have nappy ass hair. And for this one to be saying she doesn't wanna have kids cause of that is an affront to me. I had a hard time getting pregnant with #2 daughter... a real hard time. And for this child to sit there and say she doesn't wanna have kids cause of nappy hair makes me want to find her and Suge Knight choke-dance with her ass until she drops.

*EDIT* Please, please, please read through some of the advice the people on that damned forum gave her! *drops in the road like Sophia... dress flyin' up with white draws showing*

I guess Ole Willie's methods worked after all.

My people, we have GOT to do better!

Black to My Roots

Hey everybody. It's 2:19am as i begin to write this. Everybody is asleep except for me, and I am feeling pretty damned good about myself today. I finally did it... I got my Big Chop! I did it myself after rocking about a year's worth of Microbraids. I am feeling free, but scared at the same time. There is so much information out here about nappy but happiness, that sometimes I feel a little bit lost. Luckily one of the ladies over at C&D; cyber adopted me and is answering all of my questions.

I am so elated at finally getting up enough courage to chop that fire cream out of my head I don't what to do! I would scream and cut capers, but I ain't trying to wake the babies. Now I just want to take the time to get to know this fluffy, puffy, kinky textured hair on my head. I am loving every single strand, but I know it won't always be such a love affair. I'll have good days and bad days, but I refuse to be defeated. I love my Blackturally beautiful hair!

Speaking of It and Dit (my names for the babies), today marks almost 3 weeks with them and so far so good. Dillon is smiling and follows my every move, and McKenna is already Daddy's Baby... which is just fine with #2 Daughter. She'd just happy to not be the baby in the family anymore.

*looks around to make sure she's sleeping* She doesn't know that she's always gonna be Momma's baby.

#1 daughter will be 16 in a few days. As I look back, I wonder where the hell did the time go? It seems like just yesterday that I was bringing home this little bundle of love, and now here she is, almost an adult. *tears up* My little girl is a young lady now, and I am so proud of her, my straight 'A' student. Lei, every day with you has been a joy, and I hope that one day you will understand why I am so hard on you. I only want the best for you, my baby... my young woman... the first great love of my life.

Ready, Aim, Fire!!!

Update: It's been almost 2 weeks since I got the babies and all is going extremely well. Their names are now officially Dillon Anthony and McKenna Rose. I can't wait until they're sleeping through the nights, 'cause this up and down all nite long stuff is for the birds.

I wanted to stop here and respond to a comment left in the last thread by my girl Saun from C&D;:

I know it's kind of sad and maybe a little mean, but I'm hoping the mother doesn't come back.~ Saun

Saun, don't feel that this is a mean thing to think. I pray every minute of every day that she doesn't, but I'm ready for the reality that she might. I don't want to give my babies back, but in the end I am only the caretaker of these two until the courts say that such a time has arrived that I can be their Mother. I pray that this young woman does the right thing and just leaves us in peace, but at the same time I know how hard it can be to lose a child, and adoption, especially when you don't know who the people getting your baby are, is losing a child. Sad, but true.

In happier news, I feel that I just have to share this story.

DH was taking over daytime diaper duty, and as is his normal routine, he was talking to me at the same time that he was changing Dillon's diaper. Now, both of my older girls were in the nursery with us, and they both went all googly eyed as the baby's penis started to rise to the occasion. Now, I tried to warn my DH what was about to happen, but like always, he didn't listen. And just as the boy's penis came to a head, daughters part 1&2 ducked and laughed their butts off as Daddy got a face full of pee.

Did I laugh you ask? You're darned tootin' I did! Laughed so hard I had tears in my damned eyes. I done told him about doubting the Momma! I should feel bad, but I can honestly say that I do not!

Take care and be blessed... until next time!