Good news.

Sara started her new gymnastics class. Bella starts at her new ballet school next week. Thomas is headed to karate. Isaiah to tennis. Ian to basketball. And Gabriel to soccer. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

I am officially one of those moms who have their children occupied with sports. And that’s only half of them. It feels good to be in a position to offer my children the things they love. Did I mention that they have instruments now so there’s music lessons going on. Sometimes I’m like “oh boy, what did I get myself in to” other times I feel accomplished because I didn’t break down… yet. Lol.

My goal this year is to retire my husband from his job. Not only am I this close ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿพ but his job has been cutting hours due to a chip shortage that is crippling the car manufacturers industry so I believe we are definitely headed in the right direction.

Still working on my book but the most exciting writing news I received is I found a manufacturer who will print my planners cheaper. That’s a bonus because I have been investing in more systems that will allow me to remove myself more from daily business tasks and for that I cannot me more elated.

I am about to embark on a healthy living journey. My goal is 75 pounds. Yes, I weigh enough to lose 75 pounds! That’s one of my children… ๐Ÿค” nah. Lmbo.

Well. I just wanted to do a check in with you guys. How are you doing? What are some of your family/business plans? Don’t be afraid to talk back, I respond. โค๏ธ


Hey y’all! Oh em gee! Its been so long. Why y’all let me go this long without talking to you?! ๐Ÿ˜œ I have so much to tell you! Like seriously.

Did I even tell you guys about Maia? ๐Ÿค”

Shoot! Well, I am finally writing that book. Yes hunty! It is TIME. My business is booming, I’m traveling SOLO! Girl let me tell you, life is GOODT!

I just got back from a 4 day Vegas trip. ๐Ÿ˜ I lost $325 though. Gambling is NOT for me but I had fun. I thought I would miss the children but I missed them less when I called McRush and they were yelling in the background ๐Ÿ˜‚.

I took random naps. Had morning mimosas or shots โ† Judge ya mama ๐Ÿ™„. I even snuck in a smoke ๐Ÿค— โ† again…. ya mama.

I don’t have to tell you that this was a much needed trip. This is one of the reasons I am writing this book.

Self care is so important especially as a wife, mother and business owner. Free time in my house, especially with 10 children, is scarce around these parts.

I have a partnership with Dell, ADP, and was recently given the position as District Implementation Director with Black Wall Street. I have been recently published in a few magazines, guest host on a few podcasts and radio shows and I am so excited to share more in a couple of weeks.

For now I am just checking in and I Hope you are following me on social media for more. I really want you on this journey with me because I want you to live you best life too. You deserve it..

Dear covid…..

Hey y’all. I hope everyone is safe out here in these covid streets.

A lot has happened since I last blogged. Business shifts, financial shifts, and more importantly personal shifts.

After YEARS of working my business o am just now realizing that I need to take care of me too. I mean I bathe and stuff but its deeper than that right. I have decided to hire a cleaning crew to come to the house. And right now I am looking for a Day nanny.

I know people have been saying self care for years and things like “you can’t pour from an empty cup”. My cup has been empty so long that I have just been used to the drain. Being a mom is running a business and in many aspects so is marriage. Then to actually be running a business, being a mentor, and volunteering can definitely take its toll.

I incorporated baths into my regime. Yes, baths. I shower everyday, sometimes twice a day. But nothing relaxes you like locking your bathroom door and sitting in a hot tub… maybe even bubbles. I deserve bubbles right. ๐Ÿ˜‰

But more importantly I am incorporating delegating because just because we can do it all doesn’t mean we should. There are things we need to do,, especially as moms, and Madam Maxine Waters said, reclaim our time.

My babies are healthy and my husband is happy so I think I do a pretty good job. But at the end of the day I am absolutely burned out.

I hired a coach to get my business life together because like I say all the time, if your coach doesn’t have a coach then they are a hypocrite. How can I, as a coach, tell you that you need a business coach but not have one myself. I have had several coaches over the years and its time I added me to the list of things to support. (My coach would agree) I have decided to take an hiatus from the fave of the business to work the back end and hire those who can help.

Covid has caused many of us to transition to virtual meetings and meet ups with our friends and family but what I take it as is we all need a moment to slow down.

I am grateful to be among the many untouched by this crazy thing and I am praying for all those who may not be able to say the same. We have to take control of the things in our life that beat us down like pushing too much or looking for perfection before pursuing our goals. Your happiness should be a goal.

Are you happy?

Insomnia! REALLY?! Guh!

So with all that’s been going on with me, I have now developed a case of insomnia. Usually I welcome insomnia with open arms because I actually like to work through the still of the night. When the house is quiet, outside of McRush snoring, I can get so much accomplished which rejuvenates me to still wake up in the early morning hours because I be so damn proud of myself and I just be on GO for days! However, with a newborn that wakes every hour and a half I find myself stealing naps and mini rests every opportunity I get.

A couple weeks ago I got extremely sick. I had a 104+ temperature, chills, nausea, lethargy, a massive migraine, and a case of Gross Hematuria. I could not eat or even keep my eyes open for more than 10 minutes at a time. I literally slept an entire week away. I would check in with members of my team, mostly my assistant, to be sure business didn’t skip a beat. McRush took care of home like the pro that he is. The truth is, I thought I was going to die. My anxiety was so high that I thought my heart was going to bust through my chest. It was extremely hard to calm down especially not knowing what was going on. Because of all of this I lacked nourishment to be able to produce milk to feed my daughter and somehow whatever was going on caused me to have peripheral neuropathy in my hands. I’m having a hard time. I’m pushing through, but I am definitely having a hard time.

Its crazy because with all that’s going on in the world, no matter how sick I was, my biggest fear was having to go to the hospital and never coming home. Nah, imma thug it out. And did. Between my amazing doula and McRush, here I am.

I go in to get a triple renal scan soon but until then its mini meals and taking it easy for numb Nina, my nickname since I can’t feel my hands. Lol.

I said all that to say that I think its slightly unfair that I have insomnia now. Especially since Maia is sound asleep and I am just up. But, as always, I look at the bright side of things. I was able to do some research, even though I didn’t want to. I read a big portion of this book I have and I have been able to blog and update you guys.

I’ll keep you posted but until then, keep being great. ๐Ÿ˜Š

People assume I’m a master multitasker but the truth is, I don’t multitask at all. Ever.

I used to hear the saying that we all have the same 24 hours in a day and I remember thinking, that’s the dumbest thing I have ever heard. First of all, of course we do. Second, we all have different lives, issues, tasks, troubles. How can you assume that I can get done what you can get done based off the fact that everyone’s day is the same length. You don’t know me! (In my best Madea impression). Ah, but alas. There is this thing called growth. Many of you know I am a Philly native so the hustle and bustle of going from point A to point B then C and D is like music to my ears. As a matter of fact, I was one of those people who had 3 jobs at once regularly or I was in college with 2 jobs. I mean, where I’m from, if you only have one job and nothing else, you were considered lazy. I had my first son and still worked two jobs. I’ll be honest, I loved it! I was always so busy. I felt important. Hustling towards my goals. But really, I was spinning my wheels. I was always busy but never productive. Yeah, I worked all those jobs but most of my money was spent on transit to get to and from, bills that came despite the fact that I was almost never home, and take out because I never had time to cook. What was I really doing? I was mid twenties when that same “stupid” saying “we all have the same 24 hours in a day” started to make so much sense to me. Over the years, becoming a parent 11 times over, I realized there is no such thing as multi tasking. You’re either doing it or not. And if you are simultaneously doing two, or more, things at once then you are not giving nor achieving your best. Do you know how to combat the urge to multitask? Schedules. I say this so much and do you know what’s funny? Most people don’t know how to create a schedule much less abide by it. That’s why their productivity is well, unproductive. Most people would much rather feel busy than actually be productive but do you know why? They don’t realize the difference.
That’s what makes me so unique in the Business Consulting/Coaching world. I am able to build a successful business, help others build theirs, Homeschool my children, and love on my husband without losing myself or my mind.
As moms we are already hella busy let me help you make life run more simply.

Book your FREE Fit To Prosper and lets get productive.

Tag yours.

I know I just blogged but you love me so idc. ๐Ÿ˜œ

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 ๐Ÿ˜Ž

I decided to brag about my doula. Her name is Lorena and she is the very competent owner of aNaturalMindedMama ( )

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 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 @ 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.


๐Ÿ‘€ 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. ๐Ÿ˜œ

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. ๐Ÿ™„ 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? ๐Ÿ˜


Mama needs a break

๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ LISTEN!

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. ๐Ÿ™„ 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 โ† yes I know that’s not a word Leave ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ me ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ alone ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ!

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 ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿพ 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 donโ€™t want you to think that itโ€™s smooth sailing now because it isnโ€™t. We still have bill collectors knocking on our door and we still have children that need things. Iโ€™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 shouldnโ€™t stay there. Itโ€™s hard. I know itโ€™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 thatโ€™s what itโ€™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 wonโ€™t be. Storms will come and go, but they get easier to bear every time. And whatโ€™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