And let me clarify: when I said “Dear Americans,” I CLEARLY meant the ones IGAF about. Duh.

How do people come here to get sassy when I own a whole front & back yard? Either meet me there or ferme la bouche.

AND I SAID WTF I SAID!
It’s always a mfer with no passport running their mouth 😒

Anyway, fake black people aside 😒,
WTG Mike MacDonald.

I have TWO important questions:
1. How does one get offended by something that didn’t even call them by name?
2. Why you in my BlueSky business anyway?

Hoes got the nerve to ask who I’m talking to. Why were you listening is the question? Nobody called for you 🙄.

I wasn’t talking to you or the person who shared it. Minding the business that pays you would have served you well 😒

Dear Americans:
I’ll hold your hands when I say this—being unilingual is NOT A FLEX. It’s actually a huge disadvantage. But you’d actually have to leave the country to know this.

My take on the SB halftime show?

Shine, brown people. Shine ☀️

My son said something a couple of weeks ago that stirred my spirit:
People have already PMTFO for the year, & it’s only JANUARY. 😣

Double that for February 😖

“Raise your hand if you were raised by someone who should have learned to love themselves more”

That struck a nerve.

I am saddened by how 🤦🏽‍♀️ I can actually be 😔

Last thought: my stepdaughter has a story 10 times worse than this. Two, actually

But they are hers to tell.

We just won’t let these poor experiences overshadow what should be among the best days of our lives. When our children are here & reasonably healthy, we rejoice instead of lament.

That same system gets away with doing it again. We HAVE to stand up.

In short, because I’m 🥹 now, the healthcare system has made it a business to systemically treat black mothers like the bottom of the barrel. We have complained unheard, dismissed & adjusted. All because we refuse to let them snatch the joy of motherhood from us.

She is 5’2” tall but will stand like a monument in my defense against anyone in the world.
I almost gave my life to bring her into the world, & would do it a million times over. Because I’m proud to have brought into the world one of the most courageous people I’ve ever known.

That was the first day of her life, & that never changed. She was fine through the process & I was sinking. She has always been in tuned to my pain, from the beginning. Just like I am to hers. Her little angry face at birth is the same one she has when she doesn’t like how someone treats me.

5. Most importantly, it was the day my ride or die was born. My Lex won’t put up with ANYBODY’s bullshit. I knew this the moment I saw her disdain at birth. She didn’t relax until she got in my arms & could hear my voice. My baby girl wasn’t advocating for herself that day—she was fighting for ME.

Let’s not overlook that they tried extra hard to convince me that it really wasn’t my baby’s head I felt in my pelvis. Not sure WTF they thought it was, but I’ve never known of a woman to be able to feel their baby knocking at their cervical door & they NOT be in labor. Well WTF IS labor then? 🤷🏽‍♀️

The staff risked my heart stopping during delivery in lieu of not wanting to get an anesthesiologist involved because… IT WAS A SLOW DAY. These lazy bastards let me risk death during my delivery so they wouldn’t have to fill out extra paperwork.
They really DO gamble with people’s lives.

4. I found out later that there is no labor threshold where pain relief is clinically denied. THIS PMO more than anything else. Giving me some sort of relief would have in turn lowered my heart rate to where it wouldn’t have remained a risk. Let me be precise in outlining what this REALLY means:

3. Having been SUPER high-risk, the lack of care there PMO a lot. I never expected to be coddled. I expected to be treated with the potential of the need for medical intervention, which I DID need & did not receive. In my mind, I was left to suffer. No one cared. It could have went VERY wrong.

2. I cannot stress this enough: PRECIPITOUS LABOR IS REAL. It is totally possible for a woman to come into the hospital after a short span of telltale contractions & be in active, even late labor. To be a healthcare professional & NOT understand this is high-key negligence. We are not all the same!

I learned a lot that day:
1. The healthcare system is incredibly nonchalant toward pregnant women, even when they may be in danger. Pregnancy weakened my heart & the tachycardia was a sign that it was on its way to giving out. What happened after this tells the story about why this is dangerous.

I looked at her, she looked at me…and then mean mugged every single other person in that room. Then she burst into a cry for 3 seconds, then back to the mean mug. It was the strongest indictment of a room full of adults I’d ever seen on a 6lb, 18” frame. She was PISSED.

He told me that my baby was in distress (uh, no shit, Sherlock) & we would need to deliver soon to fix that.
😒
Queue sausage fingers & I’m suddenly at 10cm & need to push NOW 😖
My angry, shady-faced mini-me was born at 1346hrs, almost exactly 2 hours after I arrived at the hospital.

And THAT was when the doctor showed up. NOT when my heart rate was dangerously high. NOT when I asked for pain relief, & was told that my heart rate would slow down if I just calmed down. He showed up when he knew his license would be on the line. Too much negligence to be ignored.

The ASSUMPTION was that if my contractions had just started, I had a long road ahead. And this was far from so.
When I got in the “delivery room,” my baby’s heart rate dropped with every contraction. So I knew she was in distress. I screamed at the nurse to DO SOMETHING NOW

Oh I was BIG MAD! 😡
First, you deny me the simple request of some sort of relief mainly because when I got here, you didn’t bother to entertain the possibility that I could be in active labor after being told over & over that I’m sure I was. At that time it was said, no one had checked anything.

I pretty much cursed out the entire staff for one reason or another. But these were the same people who dismissed & ignored me. In my mind, they didn’t deserve my bright & sunny. One nurse told me that I was too loud & she could hear me all the way at the other end of L&D. My response: F&CK YOU!

I get to the delivery room and THAT is when the idiot I mated with showed up. Of course he had to drop off our son & got lost coming through L&D, & had to go through security protocol, so it’s a wonder he showed up before dark 🙄. And I let him have it.
But by this time, the gloves were off.