I always joke that if Motherhood doesn't kill me, nothing will. But truly, it is the ghetto over here with all its glory! 🚮🚮 I figure shit out as I go; it's like I'm constantly doing something new and it is taxing. I had to choose to mother my Child different to how I was mothered and raised. Conscious, black parenting. It is my favourite thing to witness and partake in but the emotional stretches and internal intellectual conflicts are neverending. I remember how my nephew liked saying, before I became a mother, that, "Mmane a ka se bethe bana ba ha'e" because of how I treated him and his siblings and I'd respond that I would because that's what's expected. You have to beat your child so they do as they're told. You have to shout at them so they listen. I had to unlearn that - still am, actually - I sometimes find myself shouting or almost cracking under pressure and wanting to beat my Child. I may feel better afterwards but my C...
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