Parenthood! A hood that you are never fully prepared to go through… and the scariest hood that you’ll go through. Add being Millennial parents to that too and really shake things up! I remember bringing my big baby home all fragile and not knowing a thing about what to do. I remember thinking about what she would sound like once she could talk. I also remember feeling a sense of relief when my mom told me she would stay with me and help me get acclimated. 🙌🏾 I remember herbs I got to leave and I cried in the doorway while holding this little baby while saying “It’s just you and me Kenzie”. Now looking back at my experience having my first child I really think I had postpartum depression or baby blues. If not I do know that my first baby had me traumatized about post childbirth healing. I was 5’3 125lbs and I had a 8lb 15oz baby.👀 Yes she was 1 oz from 9lbs 😩. I don’t think I would have been able to do it had I not had an epidural. I remember them handing her to me and her being way too big to lay on my chest. She was a big baby! I remember a wave of emotions racing over me as I looked at her and checked her fingers and toes. I thought to myself “I just had a WHOLE child!“😳 That little human would look to me and her father for everything. We would be responsible for teaching her and molding her into an adult. That scared me to the core… I remember crying, feeling unprepared, and scared of this new responsibility. Fast forward to now I look back over my experience with my first baby and realize how blessed we were to have a healthy baby, finish college, land careers, and raise a baby in the middle of all of that. Her father and I navigated this thing called parenthood as best we could and kept it together even though we were still growing up ourselves. Talking about it with her now we always tell her she went to college and graduated too . She would be at the Greek events, go to class with me sometimes, sit in my lap while I studied and she would ride 6+ hrs home with me sleeping most of the way🙌🏾. She was such a good baby.

Now we have two girls! They are 9 years apart in age and it can definitely get crazy. We have a preteen and a toddler that just entered her terrible 2’s. Y’all 👀 it can be a lot going on in our house. From homework, changing pampers/ trying to potty train, trumpet lessons, having to help teach new math techniques, teaching ABC’s /123’s and on and on. The girls keep the house hectic but we definitely try to laugh a lot and have fun. Parenthood has been a ride that has toughened me up and also taught me a lot. All of the sleepless nights, breastfeeding, blow outs, colic, cradle cap, baby baths and so many other things are things you soon miss when they grow up. God has definitely shown me that with him you don’t have to worry because he already has it worked out! You just need to believe and move in faith! I hope and pray to nurture our beautiful girls into respectful, loving, smart, driven women. And although this hood called Parenthood can be scary… I already know that it’s so worth it 💜