I’m Ifie Natasha Brandon — an author, poet, & creativangelist somewhere between Lauryn Hill, Nola Darling, & Jesus Christ.
I sat up in my bed a little dazed and confused. For the last 3 months everyday has felt like a reemergence from the twilight zone. It always takes just a few minutes to remember where I am. Just as I sat up, I heard the voice loud and clear. “You don’t need to run, … Continue reading Don’t Run; Release.
I hold my breath a lot. I noticed it the other day when I let out a big sigh in the middle of a conversation with someone. I don’t breathe regularly. I’m constantly holding my breath. Letting out huge sighs over and over. People comment on them. They ask me things like“why did you let … Continue reading Is It Okay To Run Away?
We wake up. We feed children. We clean house. We let go of our inhibitions from the night before or the entire week we spent tired but pushing past our will to accommodate the needs of others and ourselves. And our households. We are superheroes; that’s not in question. But, we are not invincible. We … Continue reading What Women Really Mean When We Say We Need A Break
Let me just be honest with you for a moment. I never imagined that I would be a wife and mother. I wasn’t one of those girls who dreamt of white weddings and long evenings in the kitchen. I never planned family vacations in my head or thought of baby names while still learning … Continue reading Then There Were Four.
I remember sitting on my bed with tears flowing down my face. Trying hard to catch my breath in the midst of a full out, ugly, loud cry. I was stressed, distraught and tired. This was week 2 of being a mom and I felt like I was a complete failure. My mom and mother in … Continue reading It Gets Easier
"Where your mind goes, your body goes" those words ran repeatedly in my head as each contraction came and went. Those were the words that our amazing birthing teacher would say as she prepared us for the craziest experience of our lives. Beginning the evening of the 14th, I started having painful contractions. Though just … Continue reading Where Your Mind Goes…
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