Being open to receive and blessing FLEW’D in!

Greetings. Salutations. Shalom. What’s UP!

Grab you a seat and let me get the kettle because the TEA IS HOT!

Let me start by telling you guys that I am going to set an alarm to blog because I be having SO much to say but I have been so busy.

A quick check in. Our oldest graduated from homeschool! He is not going to college because he wants to travel the globe and I am here for it honey! We dropped our all black ballet classes for Bella and Sara because they were not competitive enough. So that freed up my Saturdays for now. Ty has excelled to 9th grade reading and he is only in the 2nd grade. The three stooges are not only still driving me wild but they have gained another stooge in Sir Ian. Lady Ava is a celebrity now so I had to create her an ig page here. McRush is signed with Agent Owned Realty so if you are looking for a house or selling a house contact him here. I lost 20 pounds! Never mind I put 15 back on. #Focus ๐Ÿ˜ต.

So a few months ago we found ourselves in a predicament that I applied for stamps๐Ÿ˜ฎ. I CRIED! My family had come so far and I cannot even pinpoint how we got to THAT point but we did. Welllll. Remember that time when I had went to jail? Wait…. did I tell y’all about that? ๐Ÿค” Lordt! ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฟ

Okay remember the blog with DSS? Well turns out there was a warrant issued for my arrest for…. wait let me look…. I don’t see it right now, we’ll circle back but I do know that the officers worked out a misdemeanor level offense like unintentional harm or something like that because they did not agree. But YES I went to jail. What’s worse is I REFUSED ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพ to pee in a toilet in the middle of the floor. So when I was released 12 hours later, my pregnant butt had to be admitted to the hospital because I was peeing BLOOD! โ™ฟ๏ธ

I fell into a DEEP depression. I just couldn’t believe this happened to me. And what was worse. The charges were unfounded through DSS in the end. Turned my life upside down over someone lying just to realize I was truthful the entire time.

AAAAAAANYWAY!

When we applied for assistance we were denied because I had a record. (I cried. Again.) But this gave me the push I needed to max Rush Consulting Firm AND DID!

I am so very proud to say that I am on the fast track to becoming my family’s FIRST millionaire. This is huge for me. If y’all only knew! Some of you do. I went from sleeping on the side of a gas station with my oldest son to… WHEW!

You know what’s sad though. I am trying to help put people on to the secret (not a secret AT ALL) but I am met with resistance because I look like them and because I am not flashy. Let me tell you something. Even at a billion dollars I would never be flashy. One thing working with my first mlm, WakeUpNow, taught me is those brands are not paying me [yet] to bare their names across my body so Cato, old Navy, and American Eagle with a splash of Wal-Mart for the littles will do just fine honey!

So in a nut shell this Jailbird homeschooling mama of ten is RICH BISHES! ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚ join me!

(If you have a business or business idea and are ready to capitalize on it book here. )

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A house divided

Its no secret that we have 10 children. Its also no secret that we homeschool. What is a secret is the fact that McRush and I have different views on how we raise our children. No worries we always find a compromise.

One of the issues that came up recently, somewhat in passing conversation, was putting the children in extracurricular activities. Now, I am somewhat on the fence regarding this being a necessity of the #RushBunch for socialization purposes. I mean they have 9 siblings. But, another topic- another day.

McRush does not like the fact that everyone gets supper busy and schedules are all over the place. I, on the other hand, love it. Perhaps it’s my city life upbringing.

The girls have always been in ballet but now they want to separate. One stay in ballet and the other in gymnastics. The boys have never really settled on one thing although one had baseball and one had football. But now that the littles are getting older, they want to take part. We have karate, golf, tennis, piano, and we somehow have to figure out how to get Cam into Ninja Turtle training ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพ. That is not to mention my coaching clients and McRush’s Real Estate ventures. It really is a lot and we definitely will be stretching ourselves thin, McRush and I, but isn’t it worth it?

What do you think? Should we put every one in their thing at once or alternate? Drop your best advice in the comments. โ†“โ†“โ†“

Want to go on an adventure?

Hello families!

Today I want to shift the spotlight from the RushBunch to another phenomenal melanated family who is out here sprinkling that black magic.

The Fennell family is out here breaking entrepreneur records while dropping books along the way.

I came in contact with Ms. Jennaye Fennell through Facebook where we went back and forth trying to see if we were related by blood. After settling that we were related through spirit, I found out that she is one fierce warrior. Like many of us, she had been greeted by many obstacles in life as a mom but chose not to succumb to any of them. No. She did something greater. Diving into her entrepreneurial spirit to make the best of a bad situation but what’s best is she poured that same mentality into her three children Jiya, Jace, and Merl. To her delight these babies would turn and make motivational videos, yes motivational videos to encourage other people to keep going.

Talk about Gifted! But it gets even better! These children decided to write and publish their own books ๐Ÿ“š.

Such a kind and warm spirited family who keeps their purpose aligned with a solid faith in God, and are no doubt driven, this family will definitely go far beyond their wildest dreams and they are clearly well on their way.

But videos and books are not ALL they do. The oldest, Jiyah, who is only 14, is a professional Face Painter who wrote ‘Princess Jiyah’s Face Painting fairytale’.

This family has multiple streams of income outside of motivational cartoons, which you can find here .

They also are speakers, podcasters, and travelers! Not to mention mom is also a published author!

How awesome would it be for you to support this family in all of their endeavors!

You can start by subscribing to them on YouTube and watching some of their videos here.

You can purchase some of their books here.

Find out more about this awesome family of go-getters. here.

Lets show ’em some love and support iRush team!

It was an accident

Hello. ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿฟ

I swear, one day I’m am going to get on the consistency of my personal blog. Tuhday ain’t it honey. ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพ

I’m going to let you know now that I will probably be playing the lottery tomorrow so I can hire someone to manage my finances and get me a nanny-maid-cook-chauffeur-housekeeper-personal assistant-yard man thingy. I can probably afford all of this but I do not manage my finances. And don’t be jumping in my inbox with your finance pitches. I said I DON’T not I can’t.

Let me tell y’all something. I do not juggle well. I can homeschool, be vegan, run my business, be a wife and a mom but not at the same time. AND I blog TWICE! Nah. I’m dropping balls all day so for those who still question how…. I don’t.

Here is a walk through a day in my shoes.. today to be exact.

I got up at 5:50 because I had a migraine. Prepped breakfast for the RushBunch who stayed up super late with big brother. Gathered the baby boys clothes. Breastfed Ava, changed her diaper, cleaned her up and changed her clothes. She went back to sleep. Jumped in the shower. Answered some emails. Posted to instagram, perused instagram (time vortex). Answered dm’s. Posted to Facebook. Switched accounts and posted to that facebook. Breastfed and changed Ava. Ian woke up. Bathed and changed him. Made some changes to my website. Printed out some math work for the schoolers. Cooked breakfast. Ran to the bank. Got to the bank and realized I forgot my drivers license in the Transit. I drove the Lexus tryna be cute. ๐Ÿ˜ Coached a client in my driveway (I hadn’t gotten out the car yet). Go in, get the children ready to take #1 to his teaching gig. Drove across town to find out he doesn’t need to be there… yes, he knew but forgot. Drove back home in five o clock traffic. Fed Ava. Cooked dinner โ†hubby. Cleared the kitchen. Went upstairs to work so I could use both computer and laptop in effort to multi task, we all know how I feel about this. Finished changes on my website. Sent an invoice. Prepped tomorrow’s lesson. Secured my spot at an upcoming symposium. Put the bunch down. Chatted with McRush. Fed Ava. Went and cooked McRush breakfast for tomorrow (fried potatoes and onions, eggs with sauteed mushrooms, grits, and vegan sausage scramble… yes he eats faux meat and eggs judge yo’ mama!) Now I am sitting in the bed rocking Ava, blogging, and getting ready to blog on my business site.

So yeah, I wouldn’t say I juggle, more like stumble through my day and a lot of stuff accidentally gets done. ๐Ÿ˜Ž

I’m turning in my resignation letter.

Missed me? Yes? Awwww. I missed you guys too.๐Ÿ˜˜

So much going on but at the same time just more of the same. Homeschooling has been loose, and that’s putting it nicely. Basically there will be a made up holiday to implement the missing few days… I don’t know Full Moon Preparation break?๐Ÿค” Eh, who knows. We have picked up science over the last few weeks and I never really liked science, I mean the experiments are fun but everything else is kind of a blur so it’s a bunch of relearning for me as I teach the Rush Bunch. Protons, neutron, electrons, atoms, matter, mass….. science and chemistry pretty much mesh together in the house and that’s fine by me๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฟ. Of course its fine by the littles because its something new so I really think they couldn’t care less about the whats but they are all into the hows. ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฟ

We are starting to ease into language arts now. We are discussing proper sentence structure, verbs, nouns, blah blah blah. And please do not expect me to start applying these things to the blog. I promise, I won’t. ๐Ÿ˜‚ Honestly I don’t even read over the blogs. I just get a flow, upload a picture and voila. You get a raggedy family update. I love y’all though. โค๏ธ

I finally got Ava’s birth certificate and social ๐Ÿ“œ. I was seriously considering letting her be a sovereign citizen. But people are crazy now days. Children popping up missing left and right. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ Nah, give me my docs.๐Ÿ—‚ Having her at home was a blessing but waiting on these papers had me acting crazy.๐Ÿ˜ฒ She was not to leave my sight. ๐Ÿ‘€I mean I’m like that with all the Rush Bunch but you couldn’t even look at Ava for more than 30 seconds or I was thinking you were plotting. ๐Ÿ‘Š๐ŸฟTrue story.

I tell you what, trying to run a business, be a great mom and wife and homeschooling on a vegan budget ๐Ÿ’ตwill leave you stressed OUT! Something had to give so I cancelled my upcoming business event ๐Ÿ˜”and now I feel like I can breathe a sigh of relief. Cause me and McRush was working off minimal sleep and it was not great!

How’s it going on your homeschooling end?

Whew Weee baby! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

I didn’t even look back to see when the last time I blogged was but I know its been too long!

There is so much to catch up on and I don’t know where to start.

Lady Ava has taken over my timeline AND my life. This is in addition to Sir Ian never truly stepping down from the Thrown of “The baby”. In fact I now find myself Tandem feeding, double carrying, and multi multi-tasking.

Let me pause to say this. If I ever make this sh*t look easy…. It. Is. Not. It’s a lot. Literally the last one down and the first one up. I have not seen a solid straight 3 hours of sleep in years and I honestly don’t know how I do it. I get that question A LOT. There is no miracle method. Bottom line is, somehow God thought I was built for this. I talk to him often about it and he ain’t budging! So here I am… mommying, wifing, businessing, homeschooling, blogging.

I have an event that I want to vent about but I can’t because everyone thinks I have it together all the time, I don’t know why, but I digress.

Business is going VERY WELL if I were a non profit! ๐Ÿ˜‚

Homeschooling is going GREAT if I get to create an agenda ๐Ÿ“…

My house is immaculate if I can keep everyone organized ๐Ÿ—‚

Wifing is going PHENOMENAL if I remember what day it is ๐Ÿ“†

Truth is I am beat y’all. And I just came on here to lie to you ๐Ÿ˜ But you know that’s not me so here I am spilling my guts because its what I do best, be transparent. ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพ

I’m still pushing because despite what it looks like in this blog, I am happy and I love what I do. But loving what you do does NOT mean you will not get stressed out sometimes! This week has been my sometimes. ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพ

iRush

Working, teaching, cleaning… oh sh*t I forgot to eat!! Again

I am so excited to get back in the hustle of life after having Lady Ava. I think my whole house felt the stress of carrying her well over her “due date”. But alas she is here and she is loved. Having her at home was a big deal for me, mostly because I hate hospitals and the way they feel they own your body but that’s a story for another day.

Since I had a homebirth I feel like it will be easier to get back in the swing of things and what’s best is I can do it sooner. WRONG. I think it took me LONGER to re-acclimate into my routine (that was ever so inconsistent anyway, but don’t judge me). The problem was my mind and my body didn’t agree at the same time. Some days I was mentally like, yeah, lets do this, but my body was like, nah bruh! But then it would switch up on me and my body would be, okay I’m ready to which my mind would say “if you don’t sit chass down somewhere!”. I swear it was a losing battle for two weeks.

But finally, I got it together. Some days better than others and what’s best is, I had lost 34 pounds in a month. Thirty Four mother friggin pounds! BISH! I am sexy nah! And malnourished ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพ Smh. Why!! ๐Ÿ˜ญ

I was so busy being busy that I literally was going days without eating. Most people cannot go ten minutes with out thinking of food and here I am just trying to get some work done. Yes, I feed my children. If you know us at all you know they literally eat every half hour IF that much time goes by.

So of course, as life would have it, I have been doing better with my eating habits thanks to McRush (and my doula friend) I am gently reminded that food good- starving bad. Meanwhile I have regained 6 pounds. *insert hard I-just-wanna-be-sexy sigh*

Plus side to eating? Milk production, so Lady Ava and I are getting fat TOGEVA! And Sir Ian feels like he should get a boob too so here I am tandem feeding.

However, I am still able to stay productive with my brand so that’s what I love.

Don’t be like me…. okay be a little like me because I am totally the bomb dot com, but take care of yourself and eat. Possibly exercise but you know, do what works for you cause me and exercise aren’t friends right now. ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพ

iRush

Whew chillay!

Mothering is HARD no matter what level or how many. By level I mean eating out everyday or a top notch crunchy mom. Btw, my goal is to be a crunchy mom but later for that.

Being a good wife is HARD. It takes or practice, I have been married three times (Don’t act like you didn’t know that!) and finally getting it right.

Running a business is HARD. If it’s a side gig or full fledged brick and mortar with 100 employees (I’d like to point out that I am proud of you).

Putting these three together is HELLA HARD. But here I am, juggling the heck out of them. Some days not at my best but I try not to beat myself up too badly about it at the end if the day.

Most of you know we have finally welcomed Lady Ava to the crew! So sleep is minimal and there is still always work to be done. With that being said, I had created an event earlier this month to boost my business, Rush Consulting firm. Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking. Sometimes I mistake myself for some type of super mom or something. Anyway, I gave myself two weeks to boost this business โ†bad business move. Now let me give you the tea. I had been contemplating shutting down my business because in addition to being an everyday mom, I also homeschool all of our children so most days I was beyond overwhelmed. Well, word got to my clients and I was being inspired not to, so reluctantly, I held on but was doing the bare minimum with it outside of maintaining my current clientele.

The event

I had this phenomenal idea to have Mini session called Elevating Masterminds: Boosting Your Brand. You know, jumping back in with two feet. Well, I had to push this event like no other because my following had dropped tremendously as I was not taking on customers or posting therefore my exposure was not in tune with the algorithms.

The day before the event I had sold 3 tickets! THREE ๐Ÿ˜ฎ. I had fallen to the realm of a start-up that was not taking care of business.

This is what I took from it. (I posted this in a private group I’m in but the transparency that I embody, I thought it best to make it public knowledge.

#win
I hosted my first event for the year. I had been back and forth with canceling or not canceling my business for a year so had not been active. My “following” fell tremendously and so this event only had three ticket sales. ๐Ÿ˜ฎNormally I would have cancelled and issued refunds because to me that is a fail. But, after briefly discussing with my mentor and another friend, I decided to push forward and get out of my feelings. The bottom line is, 3 people bought into my vision and were willing to support me. I decided to show up for those who showed up for me. The event was successful. We covered a lot of ground and it was more intimate and informative for them because I could give them more of me.
Today, I choose to not look at the numbers but focus on why I started and look at the lives I could change. ๐Ÿ’ž

I didn’t post this directly to my page because everyone is not for you and that’s fine but for the ones that are for me, I want you to know that I stand with you and for you. #KeepPushing

iRush

Lady Ava’s arrival

I did not realize it has been over a month since I have updated you guys on our homeschooling shenanagins but that’s not what you are here for. Later for that!

Most of you know that I wanted to homebirth Ava. I got my doula and I informed my doctor. My doctor was adamant about me not birthing at home because I recently had a cesarean and I was Group B Strep positive in addition to the necessity of needing a Rhogam shot within 24 hours of giving birth. Aside from all of that, I was still willing to trust my body and follow in the steps of my ancestors. McRush was not fully on board. There were a couple of times I almost died giving birth so I understood and recognized his fear. What I reminded him was, both times it was not my body who failed me, it was the medical facility and doctors. That did not soothe his fears but he was willing to listen to mine.

One thing about me is I hate hospitals. I hate the drawn-out process of diagnosing you, I hate the rudeness and disrespect they give you. I hate that they feel like they know more about your body than you do and I hate being away from my family for extended periods ESPECIALLY when it’s for no reason but to milk my pockets.

Now that I got my mini-rant out of the way…

On February 24 at 9:27 I was laying across my bed and I felt like I had to pee. I sat up and felt a trickle. I’m thinking, I know I didn’t have to pee that bad. But then a moment of excitement as I wondered maybe it’s my water, I immediately cleared that thought because it was not even close to enough to have been my water breaking. So I get up and head to the bathroom to be stopped by my 2-year-old to give him toothpaste. While grabbing the toothpaste I drip a few times on the floor. Now I’m like, you buggin’. I sit n the toilet to pee and reach over to clean the floor. Its gooey!

I text McRush

For the rest of the day, I am walking around with a towel between my legs because in true Ava style (stubborn) my water will not break but instead just trickles. We decide to go for a walk because I am not having any contractions and Ava is still extremely high.

Y’all I walked, went up and down the stairs, did squats, cleaned, danced, you name it. Ava’s but was still tucked comfortably in my chest! I had put off calling the doctor as long as I could. Mcrush was in my ear the entire time, I think we should call the doctor, do you think we should call the doctor, the doctor will be worried, etc. I called the doctor.

Now we were scheduled to come in that morning and get an IV of antibiotics for the strep and then they were going to break my water so the hospital had called but I ignored it. When I called the hospital, the doctor asked about my pink eye and whether I finished my medication for it. I kindly gave my husband the side eye and just that quick, he was on my side of home birthing. Why? I did not, nor have I ever had pink eye.

The entire day goes by and still, no contractions and Ava is still tucked in “high”ness position.. my chest.

12 hours later, I decide to look up how long you have to give birth after your water breaks because I had stopped trickling fluids about 9:45 p.m. It said 12-24 hours, I was still safe.

Around 10, contractions started but they were more like Braxton hicks because they were sporadic and oh so irregular. So I decided to drink some Red Rasberry leaf tea.. with THREE tea bags. <——- Disclaimer: NEVER do this in active labor!

The contractions remained irregular until about 12 but were so very painful. I just was not ready and I believe the tea forced them but they were not productive as Ava was still not ready to come down.

I went from the bathtub to the floor to the bench back to the tub in efforts to ease the pain and nothing worked. I even begged McRush for an overdose of Tylenol. He said no.

I never called my doula because at this point it was just a waiting game and even now, in some of the worst pain I have ever been in, I was considering other people’s time.

At this point I just wanted to take a nap, I was exhausted. I laid down and there was no comfortable position so I got back up and roamed my room. Time was moving so slowly and McRush was as tired as I was because he’d been up longer and he was at my beck and call. His eyes were so red.

I decided to squat using our workout bench and see if gravity will let her ease on down. Boy did that work! I climbed in my bed and felt like reaching in and pulling her out with my bare hands, but that’s probably unsanitary, I thought.

I felt the need to push so Mcrush sat between my legs and waited.

He remembered that I had asked him a while back that when her head starts crowning to take his finger and go around the opening of my vagina and her head so I won’t tear. It seems to me that this was a gentle way of stretching me with her. At the time I did not remember asking him to do this and was about to kill him!

I would push and her head would ease out and then go back in. this happened about 3 or 4 times. By the 5th time, I was over it and pushed as hard as I can. Her head popped out and all I could think was, oh my God, the shoulders!!! I wanted to quit. It was in that moment I decided, again, no more children.

Her shoulders hurt like hell! McRush was clearing her airway and I just wanted to sleep.

I wanted to have a lotus birth but her placenta tore so we decided to bury it and plant a fruit tree.

So there it is, a recap (its much more fun when I tell it in person) of Lady Ava’s arrival into this realm. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask.

OH! My doula came and took care of her. Changed her diaper, tied off her umbilical cord, and assessed her. she did a lot more but I don’t want to make this too long. I will blog a Doula appreciation blog soon. Her link, however, is aNaturalMindedMama BOOK HER! You will get much more than a birthing experience. She is so knowledgeable and patient.

iRush

Let daddy do it.

Everyone knows I am the passive one who doesn’t mind the children running around, drawing on wall (with chalk) and not having a bed time. Even the children which is not necessarily a good thing.

Being so close to D day, my tolerance level is at about a -3. Today, for the first time in forever, McRush was off work and honey I took FULL advantage of it. I stayed locked in my room until two o clock. ๐Ÿ˜‡

There was structure and cleaning and cries of not-getting-my-way. And you know what? I had no compassion at all.

I recently had a moment of sadness and I told my sister who suggested a resolve I am not really feeling but honestly have been considering myself.

Sending them to school. PUBLIC school.

I literally struggle with this. I feel like I am failing my children by putting them into the school to prison cycle. But at the same time, I feel like I may be failing them by not giving them the best of me.

Today I realized after many years of marriage, that I really need to let Daddy handle more and stop running to their aid. Its not beneficial to them.or me. When dad chastise the children I always swoop in and be like “awe baby”. Nah, its time for some “awe me”. I’m over it.

Well, that was my moment. I hope you find comfort in knowing you are not alone when you struggle being mom. We all do.

iRush