So before you learn how to fold a flat let’s define a flat.
A flat is a large sheet of cloth that can be folded in a way that it becomes a diaper. You can use receiving blankets, Flower sack towels, old T shirts, or purchase a flat from a cloth diaper website. My Favorite is Sassy Flats. Note that you must use a diaper cover over top of a flat to keep baby’s clothing dry. Now that we have a Basic understanding of a flat, let’s learn how to fold one.
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What’s up friends and family!! I know it’s been awhile, BUT I’m back and better than ever. Now I when I last talked to you all I was extremely stressed and felt like the world was sitting on my chest. At the time I was wearing more hats than I could handle, and I could literally count in one hand how many people were actually there for me the entire time. I was in a very dark space, and depression had begun to take over my life. But one of those hats I wore was a MOTHER, and that in itself is something I could not, would not, and will not fail at. As long as I knew I had my son, nothing else mattered. I spent a lot of time wondering why people who say they love would treat me the way they did, and why people I thought people who were my friends didn’t treat me as such. This right here was something I pondered on for months. I would never treat someone I considered my friends or family like people treat me. But I’m leaving that right where it is, because in order to be a happier me I need to move past this. I call this “The Healing.” After months of being in that space I received a call for a career (something I had been waiting on forever) and I was finally able to move back to my hometown. From this point forward I only want genuine people around me and my son, people that love us unconditionally, people that will always be there for us, and lastly people who will support my business, whether that’s free support or monetary support. I call this “The Cleaning.” I am removing unsupportive friends and family from my life. Do take it personal, I only have room for supportive and positive people in my life. Today May 22nd, 2019 is a New Day New Life New light. I have been on my job just a little over a month, I have great things to add to my business, I’m happy, I’m blessed, and I’m grateful for those who god has placed in my life. I’m just like a tree, I’m still growing and prospering, and one day when god is done growing this tree I will have blossomed into something amazingly beautiful. I call this “The Flourishing.” I want to extend a thank you to those that helped me get through that dark phase of my life, whether it was mentally, or financially YOU ARE APPRECIATED. For anyone that would like to support my business please follow our instagram @ShopNaturallyyou also we are having a $5 raffle taking place on Friday May 10th. Please cash app your $5 to $Naturallyyouu. We are also accepting donations. You can support in any way that you like, all support is greatly appreciated. -Until next time ❤️ Nappily Ever After
After watching this movie I wanted to share my hair journey. Back in 2012 I decided that I was ready to rid the remaining permed Hair left on my head, my sudden decision was based on being tired of paying to have my hair done every two weeks (sometimes every week) and going above and beyond to keep my hair looking good for two weeks, until my next hair appointment. So one day I woke up and said today’s the day, and I went and got all of my relaxed hair cut off. Three days hadn’t even passed, and I had gone and gotten a sew in. After being told by multiple people that I looked like a boy I grew ashamed to “walk around like that.” I couldn’t be myself, I let the words of other people make me believe that long straight hair was how my hair should be, of course because that’s what society is accustomed to. After my hair started to grow out into the “more excepted length” and I was able to do more styles, I found a sudden comfort in “walking around like that.” No more was I afraid. But then after a couple more years passed the growth stopped. This time around I stopped caring about my hair, I was no longer interested in taking care of my hair. I had gotten to a point to where I just wore weave. After going through that little phase I had, had enough, so I went and got my hair cut and gave myself a fresh start. After a week of getting my haircut I noticed that it wasn’t cut right, so I contacted the stylist to have it fixed (I never went back). I was really at a point where I wanted to get my hair back healthy, so I then decided to get loc’s. In the beginning I loved my loc’s until I started to feel like I looked less feminine, so after almost 2 months I took them down. I was soo frustrated with my hair, so I just took some shears and started cutting (I F***ed up BAD).My hair was a MESS, but I worked with it, and did everything I could to get it growing and back healthy. Fast forward to 2017, I got pregnant and started my prenatal vitamins and my hair grew like weeds and I was finally getting it back to a healthy state. After giving birth that quickly came to an end, my hair started thinning and falling out at a rapid rate. So I woke up one day and went and got it all cut off once again, but this time I started completely over. I have never felt more relieved, refreshed, and rejuvenated in my life. For the first time I felt like I could wear my Crown and be proud of it. I challenge every woman reading this to wear their natural crown proudly, and to own their natural beauty. Don’t let the norms of society force you to believe that your hair should be long and straight. It’s been 4 months since graduating and 4 months since I gave birth, It ain’t all bad but it ain’t all good either. For months I have been searching high and low for a job related to my degree, I’ve put in over 50 job applications, and I’ve gone on multiple job interviews. After a while I began to question myself after being turned down and rejected soo many times. I always told myself that I wouldn’t be one to graduate and not have a job waiting on me, but here I am with nothing. I guess you can say I had a big ego, until reality slapped me right in the face.
I thought I had it all planned out, I would graduate be a stay at home mom for a few months, and be working in my field until going to law school. But those plans went to shit quick. I can’t afford to hash out $190 to take the test required to get into law school, I’m still jobless (I nanny part time, but that doesn’t make me very much money) and at this point I feel completely hopeless. Every single day I put in job applications hoping for a breakthrough. Some would say “you knew what you were getting yourself into” but I honestly didn’t, like I said I thought I had it all planned out. Here I am at this road block in my life, and I don’t know what to do, but keep praying, and remind myself that my situation is temporary. I am blessed enough to have a man that took on the heavy load, but that forces him to not be able to enjoy his money. I want to be able to meet him half way, and for months I haven’t been able to, somethings got to give. I have been working soo hard to put myself and my family in a better position. I plan to have my business launched by the new year, and by the grace of god I hope to have a job in my field as soon as possible. As for law school I’m not really sure when I’m going to be able to start due to finances, and having a small child. For now I’m going to continue to trust in the lords process, and keep pushing to be the best I can be. I want to extend a special thanks to Kalea, because you have been an amazing sister and friend. The help and support to have given me is greatly appreciated. I have always been a bigger girl, the smallest I ever weighed in my teenage/adult life was around 175. I would look at other girls and wish to be their size, or wish to have something they have that I don’t, i.e a bigger butt or smaller breasts. For years I was soo insecure about my weight, there were times where I would walk sideways when passing a guy, just because I didn’t want him looking at my butt and teasing me about it. I had put it in my head that I was supposed to look a certain way in order to be accepted. This eventually grew to me not wanting to take full body pictures, to me not wanting to take pictures at all.
My senior year of high school is when my weight really took a huge leap from the 170s to the 200s. I felt completely disgusting, I didn’t even recognize who I was. I got to a point where I would not even look at myself naked. This was a time in my life where I fell victim to depression, and to cope I ate more and more which led to excessive weight gain. Once I went off to college I told myself I have to get healthier, so everyday my roommate and I would go to the gym. It wasn’t long before I gave up on the gym, because I wasn’t seeing the results I wanted and became discouraged, so the weight gain continued. Fast forward to my sophomore year. I was the biggest I have ever been, weighing 242 pounds, again I started working out and even incorporated a healthier diet. It wasn’t long before that ended, and I returned back to a unhealthy lifestyle. Over and over again I would do this, until one day I told myself to be comfortable in the body I’m in. God gave me this body and I am going to wear it unashamedly. Once I put this in my head things started to change for me, I was happier now that I could except my body, I started loosing weight without even trying, and I started taking more pictures. From my constant struggle with my weight I learned to stop comparing myself to others, 1. Because there are girls smaller than me that would like to be bigger or have bigger breasts and a smaller butt. And 2. Because beautiful women come in all shapes and sizes, and it’s not a crime to be bigger nor smaller. To anyone that has struggled with excepting their body, remember that you are beautiful, and whatever body god gives you wear that sucker like its your favorite outfit. Stay fierce and stay fabulous. When you were a child you were expected to bring home good grades, and if you didn’t there were consequences right? Were you ever asked why you’re struggling with your grades? Were you offered help? Did your parents talk to your teacher to see if she can do more? Or did you just receive your punishment while continuing to make poor grades? This is the case for many African American children, parents making their children sit at the table for hours staring into a paper they need help with, and then wonder why their grades are poor. Here’s what you can do to break this cycle;
While scrolling on Facebook I couldn’t help but stop on a post that displayed this image. Almost one thousand women were commenting with their pictures, and what category they think they best fit into. I myself uploaded a picture, but the difference was that I did not place myself into any category. With my picture I wrote “I’m just human, I don’t put myself into categories.” I wrote that hoping that the other women would gain something from it. The more images posted the more I shook my head, which is why I’m bringing it to your attention. Many of the photos posted were provocative images, it was almost like they wanted to draw attention to their bodies. As I surfed through the comments I grew extremely frustrated, because I couldn’t help but ask why do us women feel like we have to categorize ourselves when it comes to our bodies. I also asked why do we have to sexually display ourselves to make a point. In this image there are SIX categories to choose from, and personally none of which I fall into, WHY? because we are ALL custom created. The ladies displayed in the image are uniquely built and shaped, ranging in different sizes, therefore none of the 963 women that commented belong in these categories. I want all women to understand that at the end of the day we are human, we are beautiful, and each and every single one of us are unique. So the next time you scroll across something that encourages you to put yourself into a category, be that one person that reminds the other women that they are all human and don’t belong in anyone’s category. After a child is born into the world many mothers like myself experience what is called Postpartum Depression, which is depression after given birth. I myself experienced this within the second week of having my baby boy. For two weeks straight I cried everyday, because I wasn’t getting any sleep, I was overwhelmed, and Ci’an would continue to cry even after being fed and changed. It was a challenge trying to figure out this new life of being a mother. I also struggled with not having my family close, being that they live 2 hours away.
My case of postpartum depression was not as serious as other mothers, however it took a tol on my body. I wasn’t eating, I felt disgusting, and very unattractive. It was like I would look in the mirror and not even recognize myself. What many mothers don’t have that I was blessed to have was the support of my partner. He took care of (and still does) all the bills, he has made this experience as stress and worry free as possible, and he always helps with our son despite being sleep deprived. He has truly been the rock of this journey. Ci’an is now 13 weeks, and is doing amazing, I am 13 weeks postpartum and I am also doing great, all of my pregnancy weight plus some is gone, and I am in a really good place in my life. If nothing else, please take from this that support is very crucial when going through postpartum depression, share your feelings with someone you trust, take some time for yourself, and most importantly it’s okay to cry. YOU AREAre you feeling defeated, discouraged, or like all odds are against you? Has the devil been busy in your life? Are you standing in the need of acceptance? Well! This is for you.
YOU! YES YOU! Are beautiful, you are loved, you are smart, you are almighty, you are covered by the blood of Jesus, you are blessed, you are wanted, you are important, you are enough, you are exceedingly and abundantly amazing, you are phenomenal, and most importantly YOU ARE A CHILD OF THE ALMIGHTY GOD. “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the lord your God will be with you wherever you go.” -Joshua 1:9 Whoever is reading this, I love you and may god continue to bless you.
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