Black Breastfeeding Week exists because our stories as Black mothers are layered with history, stigma, and resilience. This is why our voices, experiences, and presence matter.

In one year, I became a fiancée, a mother, and a woman carrying the full weight of adulthood. I’m still figuring out who I am and if “enough” even exists.

Going from cheering on a pregnant friend to becoming the pregnant friend is a plot twist no one prepared me for. Nothing could’ve braced me for the emotional, physical, and mental shift that comes with it—not even Google. Life didn’t go as planned, but maybe it was never supposed to.

Sometimes, the path to becoming who you're meant to be isn't straight. In this new post, I share how one unexpected detour changed everything for the better.