Tag yours.

I know I just blogged but you love me so idc. 😜

So you guys know I gave birth Saturday to #11, although my numbers are confusing to you that just come in to nose around looking for some tea, good luck with that btw seeing as though my life is literally an open book.. if you don’t believe me, just ask me. #JustAskMaia 😎

I decided to brag about my doula. Her name is Lorena and she is the very competent owner of aNaturalMindedMama ( http://www.anaturalmindedmama.com )

So a little background of our relationship.

We met a few years ago when some amazing black mama’s deciding to homeschool their babies had the amazing idea to build the first homeschool co-op in Charleston for, with, and by black families. I was intrigued by her free spirit and vast knowledge of, well, every Damn thing. I swear to goodness she is a walking health encyclopedia. She never instantly answers a question she doesn’t know or is not sure of. She is constantly learning, reading, and researching. She appreciates every question and takes it as an opportunity to expand her knowledge. She is kinda awesome.

Fast forward to Lady Ava..she was so helpful..even though I have already had 9 births she continued to give me so much knowledge on myself as well as birth. Me feeling like a pregnancy and birthing pro having gone through drug induced pregnancies, natural births at the hospital, cesarean, miscarriage, SIDS, quick births, slow births, home birth, and emergency c-section there was still so much to know about not only being pregnant but self health care and safe birth that’s right for ME.

If I thought she was helpful with Lady Ava Baybeeeeeeeee! Let me just start off by reminding you that this birth was #11 so I am feeling pretty good about this. I mean, what could go wrong that I cannot handle. Oh how sadly mistaken I was. I was in labor for days y’all. She said I was active Friday and Saturday but it seemed like FOREVER! It was so tumultuous. Like… foreal.

Normally during labor I like quiet and absolutely NO TOUCHING. McRush knows this and so does Lorena but somehow she just knew, this time, I needed words of encouragement and gentle massages/touches to remind me that she was there. Even when McRush felt devastated that he could not help me through the tears, they worked together without using words but maintained their focus on me and my comfort.

She was so prepared for any and everything. Her natural take on all things birth was so intriguing and comforting. She never assumed anything and I appreciate that.

Doulas should be more appreciated. Especially in the black communities where our death rates while giving birth are way too high!

So do me a favor for the love of your fellow siStar, tag your favorite doula. Don’t be shy promote them and show your appreciate for them.


Joining the RushBunch. #11

My water broke at 9:26 on Thursday September 10th. She was due on the 8th and given my history for super late births I was pretty excited to know that I didn’t have to hold on much longer. McRush jumped into full-time single daddy mode just to be sure I didn’t have to lift a finger. I called my Doula in the evening because contractions hadn’t started AT ALL. She rushed over with her overnight bag and stayed by my side.

I sure wish I was more knowledgeable of doulas from.my very first pregnancy because all of my dealings with doctors and hospitals has been complete trash. Another story for another day.

Contractions came sporadically and had no consistent timing within but I was still hopeful.

Well Thursday came and went. Friday came and went. Saturday was easing on by. Then BAM! My contractions were literally about 30 seconds apart. I cried, I yelled, I considered going to the hospital to just get a cesarean and get it over with.

Everyone who knows me knows that I have a pretty high tolerance for pain, like extremely high. (Else, do you think I would have bothered giving birth 11 times!) But Baybeeeeeeeee. This was not pain it was torture.

At 6:04 pm, with the encouragement of my husband, McRush and beautiful doula Lorena @ http://www.aNaturalMindedMama.com I pushed out a lovely 8 pound 3 oz baby girl.

This made me reflect on business. Yes, business is always on my mind. We work so hard at something and when we don’t get the desired results as quickly as we wanted we want to throw in the towel and shift to something more sustainable/profitable. But I’m doing so we miss out on the beautiful miracle meant for us.

Stick to it. Trust yourself. Its coming or even better, its already here and you just don’t see it.


πŸ‘€ hello?

Almost 38 weeks pregnant and I am over it. Also, I am over the affects that Covid is having on my business. Things are shaping up but also taking a toll. Who knew.

I haven’t been checking in because nothing is really going on. I always want to blog but there a lot of you-had-to-be-there moments so they don’t convey well via blog. For this reason I have been considering vlogging, especially after the baby is born. It will be simpler.. I heard that. Yes, vlogging will be simpler because I do not plan on editing at all. It will be the RushBunch raw and uncut. I really hope you’re ready for that. I will be BUT commenting will be turned off cause I’m not so saved anymore and my quick flip of the lip is not so holy. I don’t want to embarrass McRush. 😜

The baby’s name is Maia, yup, kinda like me but most of you know that’s a nickname. She will be born at home with hubby and doula by my side. While I am excited about the birth, not so much about the healing time. I just hate sitting around. The plan this time is to spend a few days at home and then check into a hotel for peace and quiet. Yes, Maia will be there. That’s the plan but I foresee it not happening. Yesterday I wasn’t feeling well so I stayed in the room locked away to rest but all I could think about was my babies. πŸ™„ Being a parent is a set up. We say we want a break but when we get it our minds are consumed with their wellbeing. Trash! Also, if anyone knows a remedy to ease Braxton hicks please share in the comments because at this point I’m like, are you coming or naw? 😐


Mama needs a break


Mama needs a break! I don’t care judge me. Raising a house full of children, running a busy firm, 33 weeks pregnant, DURING covid19. BRUH!

God wakes me up every morning at 6:48 and refuses to tell me why so I am forced to just be up and productive. πŸ™„ When I do get to go to bed around midnight, if I’m lucky, baby decides NOW is the best time to do the Macarena on my bladder. I am constantly asking the ancestors what I did in my past life to subject my current life to such umcooperativeness ← yes I know that’s not a word Leave πŸ‘πŸΎ me πŸ‘πŸΎ alone πŸ‘πŸΎ!

Between black lives Matter being an actual issue, trump being somebody’s president (not mine) and countries shutting us out of their world, I SWEAR I am living in the book 1984 by George Orwell. Is this really the matrix or am I being punked like Jim Carrey in The Truman Show? I’m no conspiracy theorist but come on now! What gives? I’m also not religious (any more) but I’m this close πŸ‘ŒπŸΎ to looking up and declaring I see Jesus in the sky. Lord take me nah!

Sweet baby Jesus lying in a manger, what is going on and what did I bring my children into. This has GOT to be a sin. What did God say to me to convince me to THIS? It was a setup. No way He told this all to me and I was like “Yeah! That sounds hella dope, sign me up G!” Naw. Not buying it. G got jokes and I’on think they’re funny.

What are you guys doing to keep sane? No foreal, I need tips. Speak up!!

For those of you who need this.

Today I go through trials, tribulations, and tested faith just like anyone else but I have learned to go through them differently. I have found that simply pushing through is not always the answer, it just will not suffice because in addition to this you must incorporate love and gratitude. Although this seems to be a hard thing to do, I assure you that by shifting your focus to giving love to someone else and showing gratitude even when there seems to be nothing to be grateful for. I stumbled across something I wrote two years ago and I would like to share it with you. So many of us feel the weight of life resting on our backs to the point where we can no longer stand up straight, but you MUST stand up straight. Let no man, woman, or life occurrence force you to hang low. It will get better. Do you want to know how I know? Because it is already better, you are just resting in it. Look up and see. Smile. Say hello to a perfect stranger. Hug your child. Feel better soon my loves. #PositiveVibesOnly

Nothing lasts forever

Good morning. You know I never really have a topic, I just start typing. Today nothing really comes to mind.

I told you already some of the struggles my family has endured. I don’t want you to think that it’s smooth sailing now because it isn’t. We still have bill collectors knocking on our door and we still have children that need things. I’m not talking about materialistic things; I am talking everyday bread and butter. Everyone struggles sometimes. Everyone falls short of where they thought they would be. You shouldn’t stay there. It’s hard. I know it’s hard. But you have to find that place within to remember that nothing lasts forever.

Trials are like a whirlwind. You can feel the winds blowing and you can feel when they get stronger, you must first know that the eye is coming and to brace yourself. When you are in the eye of the whirlwind it may beat you up and you may come out a little bruised. But you are stronger for it and when it passes you will be proud of yourself. You will be more confident of yourself. And that’s what it’s all about.

You can look back and see how far you have come and it will give you a sense of accomplishment because while you were in the storm you thought you would not make it, yet here you are; standing.

I am not going to sit here and tell you that life will be better after that whirlwind because it won’t be. Storms will come and go, but they get easier to bear every time. And what’s better is you will be able to encourage someone who will go through the same thing. You will be placed in a moment of life where you have the opportunity to uplift someone from your heart because you have been there and that reminiscent moment will make you smile when you realize just how far you have come.

So no matter where you are today. No matter what you are doing, no matter what your struggle; someone else has been there and they made it through. You will as well. Know that you are a strong person. Know that you can endure. Know that you will win.

Hang in there. Be encouraged. Be encouraging. And smile. You can do it.



*Originally posted in October 2016

Per duh

Baby doing somersaults. Ava has her legs thrown across mine. Ian spread out on the other bed. Its 1:23 a.m. in an unfamiliar city in the height of black bodies being hung from trees and death by the hands of those sworn to protect. But this is not story from the fifties or a song by Billie Holiday. This is real life.

My fear is heightened for my husband and boys. For myself even. As if there were not enough to fear as a black woman. Even lady Ava is having nightmares. Its crazy to think that today could be the day someone kills me for the color of my skin. Someone is threatened because of my blackness.

I don’t know what to do. I was raised a Christian and spent most of my life teaching the church. I have endured things that no one should ever have to. But this is the icing on a shit cake.

They said the revolution will not be televised so if this is the prequel….

What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to say.. what do I tell my children?

Somebody come looka dis!

Apparently I inadvertently went on a hiatus. I had not realized its be almost two months since I blogged. Talk about leaving money on the table. 😱

So a few things to catch up on. No one won the $500 giveaway that was over March 31 but several people got pretty close. Now I have an additional $500 to put in for the next giveaway. So that should be exciting.

As we all know this pandemic has taken over most people’s lives, including mine. Although much hasn’t changed in our daily routine since we already work from home and homeschool. The fact that I cannot take the RushBunch anywhere is driving me crazy. Don’t tell my mom though because she’s lecture me on the importance of their health over my need for a break. She oftentimes forgets what its like to be in a house full of people. She is one of 15. But seriously a park trip or something would be nice. Sheesh. And I swear they completely forget that they even have two parents. I believe they think the word “Dad” is a cuss word. 🀦🏾

Plus side is business is flourishing. In fact, everyone’s should be. All this time to read and implement new creative ways to boost sales in addition to the fact that your visibility should skyrocket since everyone is home.

Baby is doing fine. No, we do not know what we are having. I will say being 40 and pregnant is a different ball game. Whew Chile! I have an amazing doula by my side, which is great because the physicians suck! I’ll blog about that another time.

This is really just a quick check in blog.

Love y’all.


Family for sale.

Real a$$ b!tch give a fμ℃k about a family or whatever Meg Thee Stallion said.

The other day I asked McRush when does my day end? I obviously said this out of frustration and being overwhelmed. He says “When everyone goes to bed”. πŸ™„ I’m not normally violent in thought but I had the mind to trip him when he walked away. Clearly I know he meant no harm but, bruh, that was legit insensitive. Could be the hormones. Nonetheless, he could have said, “baby go take a break and I’ll take it from here”. Nope. This fool said what he said and walked away.

If we are not on schedule, and as you know, every movement in my house is scheduled. It is complete chaos. This was one of those days. Up until one getting everyone down and then doing my own daily closeout which consists of setting my next day to do list, meditating, reading, and prepping attire which puts me at 3ish. Up by 6:30 which is my sleep in when I get to bed late. It gets hectic to say the least.

My goal right now is to create a new stream of revenue, no I am not interested in an mlm, been there done that, so I can afford a part time nanny. Because Baybeeeeeeeee! The way we fall of schedule so quick have me rocking in my corner.

This trimester has been a beast on my body and mind. I have absolutely zero clarity and no desire to do anything. So I don’t. I know that making a wrong/bad move is more costly in business than not making a move at all. So for now, ebook sales and current coaching clients have been keeping a sista afloat. But as my energy comes back and my thoughts become more clear you guys are going to get tired of me and ALL of my audacity. Lol.

As far as the current Giveaway, there has been 11 entries and no one has gotten all 10 questions correct. I may up the annie πŸ€”.

If you are unaware of the rules and questions here they are.

Just ask Maia Trivia questions
For a chance to win $500!!!
-Like this blog
-subscribe to JustAskMaia blog/follow us on FaceBook and IG (both @JustAskMaia)
-Tag 3 friends that like to read and want $500
-The FIRST one with the correct answers by March 31 wins.
-Starts March 5-31
-Winner will be announced April 1!
**only 1 winner so get your answers in quickly**

1. What is Thomas, the husband’s, nickname?
2. What did Maisha go to school for?
3. What state does the RushBunch reside in?
4. What is the family hash tag?
5. What number child is Maisha currently pregnant with.
6. Did she birth all of the children?
7. What is the name of the Rush Business?
8. What is the Rush brand?
9. Name all of the children.
10. What mlm did Maisha join?

Email questions AND answers to JustAskMaia@yahoo.com

Good luck!

And they’re off!

It’s a very bittersweet moment. We just dropped 3 of my boys off at the airport and only two of them will return. Just short of 5 years and my parental duties are relieved for Charles.

If you have been following my blogs you know the back story. If not, catch up. Tiff went in 2018 and my mom has custody of my other nephew as well. It seems only right to keep them together… right?

I hate making hard decisions. But I will always be his mom until we can sit and have that conversation. That’s the bitter part. The sweet part is, my boys will be surprising my mom for her birthday! That’s right. She doesn’t know they are coming, along with my sister and her family. Which is why, while I am typing this at 5:30 in the morning while on the road, I have to time this to post AFTER my family surprises my mom.

(Yes, my mother knows Charles is coming at some point. She wants sooner than later so he is a part of her birthday gift)

On a bigger note, tomorrow starts the $500 giveaway! Its an appreciation for being loyal followers. All you have to do is answer 10 questions about my family and I correctly and you win! DASSIT! Well you must be following our facebook, instagram, Twitter, and blog as well. But that’s simple.

I’m sure you can answer the questions because they are all in the blogs. I think they are pretty simple and there are no trick questions. So if you missed a few now is the time to catch up!

Questions will be posted on the 5th. The contest runs until the 31st and the winner will be announced on April 1st. So tag a friend and join in on the challenge. I hope you win!

This that bullsh*t

Who ever created children needs to be interrogated on their TRUE agenda. I still have yet to see the purpose they serve and low Key agree with my mom who said they (we) are meant to be our servants. πŸ˜‚ This would all be believable if she did not instill in my children that I am their slave and I am to cater to their every begging need. πŸ€” I’m starting to question her loyalty to me.

For people who still question how I manage to get it all done, and by all I mean homeschooling, running a business, maintaining [what people tell me is] a clean house, all while maintaining my sanity which is relative at this point. My answer is schedules, but that’s just the half of it. Discipline is a necessity when managing a big household and still find time to satisfy your business needs. When we have schedules in place the house runs smoothly. What type of schedules? Any and every schedule you can think of. Cleaning, school, work, activities, laundry, cooking, children quality time, personal. Creating those alone is a pain but I know that without them there is chaos. I learned long ago that although I love working under pressure its totally different from chaos. From the time we get up to the time we go to bed, its scheduled. Baths are scheduled, eating is scheduled, and even quiet time is scheduled

Being pregnant brings on other issues like “eff that schedule, I just want to sleep”. While most people cave into this luxury, my home will come apart at the seams if I did. However I will sneak in a nap once or twice a week. Expecting baby #11 made me literally laugh out loud at God mischievous plan for my life. I pray for money He gives me babies. Imma stop talking to Him. πŸ™„

Its a great thing that I truly enjoy what I do with my consulting firm. Its even better that I own it. I am at the point in my life that I don’t understand how anyone keeps a job. The shenanigans these jobs be pulling is beyond my tolerance. Then again, I’ve always been a feisty cookie. πŸ˜‰

Its not my goal to be some kind of superman but I will humbly accept that title if it empowers you where you are and propels you to follow your heart and dreams. You can have whatever it is you desire. All you need is to turn that desire into action and watch you win! Lets get it!

If you are looking to turn your hobby into a stream, major or minor, of income. Lets talk. http://www.RushConsultingFirm.com

This is an appreciation post for when I was supa dupa fly. Now I’m just supa fly 😜