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Afraid of embracing your natural black curly hair? You are not Alone. Here is my story MY STORY I must admit  that i felt a bit strange and naked on my head the moment i removed my extentions. So it took me a while to get used to my new look. At times i would wake up in the morning and just wasn't sure if i had taken right choice by going natural. I actually decided all this one night when the family slept. And when my husband woke up the next day, he looked at me and said, "hi beautiful", like nothing had changed,  and that melted my heart, he preferred my african hair. He preferred the real me! What a relief, what a big bag of confidence he gave right there!   At work  I dreaded going to work, because i feared the reaction.  It  immensely  irritated me that i was scared of being seen with my natural hair. When monday came, i rushed to work, and i for once felt lucky that we use hair nets for hygiene reasons at work....

Being a mom is the best thing that ever happened to me, i seriously thank The most high for my kids, for getting the chance to experience motherhood. Loving them is easy as ABC and 123. Even though i have days where i just wanna be alone with my husband. Just the two of us and Silence. But then we always end up talking about kids anyways, which officially proves how much kids occupy our minds and days. I love my kids unconditionally, and i was blessed with a step son that i have grown to love as well. He had trouble accepting me in the start, but thats kinda expected coz a lot had happened in his life prior to me meeting his dad. I came into the picture with my girl, got pregnant within a year, and then his mom moved to another country right after. His father was the only stable human being at the time, and so i totally understand he had to be careful with accepting me. Now he calls me mom, my God what an honor, he trusts me enough to call me mom. I know i still have to be careful...

My Mothers Prayers and instincs The Newspaper Man My mother is a woman of prayer and faith.  And she always has patience and a strong belief  that her prayers will be answered sooner or later. In this story, it happened sooner than she expected. The year is 1988, I had just moved back home to my my parents and four other siblings after being away for 8 years. I used to live with my grandma Asha who had offered to take care of me while mum took care of  my new born little brother, whom she gave birth to only 1 year and three months after was i was born. I was only 1 year and three months and having two small babies in the house would have been too much for my mum. Now i was just an 8 year old who just came in from a very different environment and rules. The routine of being back home and getting used to my siblings and the life my family had, took a while to sink in . My grandma used to live in an indian sponsored home, so food for all the residents was a guaran...

Ah, sometimes it looks so easy to be on maternity leave, but then your child grows, he needs more attention than before. but thats ok, youve got your schedules covered. But its less than a month before you have to be back to whatever you used to do. If you had a job or has been accepted to a school, But what happens if you have nothing to fall back to??? I have nothing to fall back to, that´s why i have been  and still is nervous to what is waiting for me out there when my son gets enrolled in the kindergarten. I have been off work for two years and i can feel that im scared of rejection or being told if im good enough.  I studied tourism and service management and i have checked out some jobs but man!!! i don´t even dare apply, but i know i gota coz it will be good for me to get out of the house and feel like im somebody. Get me back my identity, come home and tell the family of my day and adventures, so they can be proud of me. All this is a big deal now especially aft...

I think its just funny that i tend to forget how i look like minutes after i leave my house and have spent half of my preparation time checking myself out on the mirror!  I like going to Amager Center, a shopping mall closest to where i stay.  It takes me 7min to walk from home to the metro st. And halfway to the station i can already feel like something is wrong. I finally reach the metro station and i enter the metro and try to avoid eye contact. Because at this point i really could use a mirror, just a tiny moment for myself with the mirror. So  i try to see if the metros windows can be used as a mirror, but no, way too many people, and they are looking:-(  If i catch someone looking at me i would immediately guess that's its because my make up is sitting wrong, or my hair has been messed up by that stupid woolen hat i was wearing. Why did i take it off in the first place?? its not like  its that hot anyways:-/ At this moment i just need to see myse...