On Motherhood and NWNW

I’m sorry y’all but this “No Wedding, No Womb” stuff is really driving me up the wall. NFL season isn’t worth talking about until my Cowboys start winning. MLB playoffs hold no status since my Astros are…my Astros. No Wedding, No Womb has even managed to wrest my attention from the start of basketball and hockey seasons.

This “movement” has me thinking seriously about my stance on having children out of wedlock. In that sense, it has been effective. For the past two weeks, it’s all anyone can talk about. Lately I’ve been thinking about what it is that truly keeps me from supporting what is (should be, anyway) a noble cause, that is: providing stability for our children.

Brief Thoughts on #NWNW

Let me start by apologizing for my absence last week. I know people say this all the time but there is just so much going on in my head/heart that I almost can’t tell up from down. I could get personal and write about the emotional toll my ailing grandmother is having on me. I could talk about adjusting to my new job. I could talk about my health issues. But I chose to take the week off to try and piece my life together.

I had every intention of adding my two cents on the Eddie Long “situation” but Summer and Jonathan wrote beautifully on that topic. That leaves me to discuss the second most popular topic on my twitterfeed the past couple weeks.

“No Wedding, No Womb”.