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here i am again up watching the golden girls and rocking tuesdai. my new typical friday night. i can’t believe i have a whole baby. a 5 month old at that. time has already started to fly by. and no i will not miss this late night newborn stage. sorry not sorry.
whew today was packed. first i took my amazon returns to ups. tuesdai had her first physical therapy appointment (that we were late to might i add) this morning. preemie tings. she’s looking really good and on track with her motor skills for her corrected age. i received the call i’ve been waiting on for a job opportunity to hold me over until i start back flying. finally started the process of settling my ambulance bill. do you know that shit costs 3 bands now!? yea gone are the days of $500 rides. inflation come to the front of the class please. and if all that wasn’t enough i was the sous chef tonight and made twice stuffed baked potatoes and the honey garlic glaze sauce for the fried salmon. chef boyardTEE.
i knocked off quite a few things on my to do list. with starting this newsletter fr this time being the biggest one. getting back into writing would mean so many things. seeing my thoughts turning into words makes shit more real for me. you can’t run and hide from that. so fuck it let’s do it anyway.
back in my high day i had a blog and the highlight was interviewing trailblazing black women in atlanta. tonight i reactivated my instagram. that spark of inspiration hit me all over again like it was 2013. black women just like me going full throttle on their art. let’s bring that back. talking to other girls with big dreams. who’s crazy enough to see it through.
i crave a safe space to talk my shit in peace. to see my thoughts and feelings come alive. i want that for all of us.
i really was starting to think i had gotten even further behind. my mind likes to play tricks on me like that. there’s so much shit i still have to do. and it’s happening at the right time. i have a new identity now so let me stop being in denial and intentionally go with the flow. my fat girl needs to see what’s possible. saying i’m starting from ground zero is an understatement. however, i’m fortunate to have the best support system ever. long as kim got my back everybody else can truly kiss my ass.
i’m doing it for the working girl, the daydreamer, the bitches bold enough not to give a fuck.
this newsletter is for your homegirl next door. that cool girl you love to follow on ig and tiktok. the one that loves to give other women their flowers all year-round.
oh wait, that’s you. hehe. hey girl hey.
so join me as i embark on saying hello to my 30’s, this new journey of motherhood, reclaiming my bad bitchery and everything in between.
now can i commit to a weekly newsletter? find out next time on dragon ball z.
sidenote. i still forgot to set my therapy appointment for next week. fuck 🤦🏽♀️
gotta blast,
bad tierra.