Felecia Causey's Blog

Most nights I'm awakened and cannot get back to sleep easily, sometimes I get frustrated with my sleepless nights and other times I stay up thinking to myself, "wow, we have come a long way". That means something, I didn't give up, and I didn't let it beat me down, so what if someone else could feel the same way? She was 18 months old, my oldest, and I know most parents try to tell you not to compare your kids to others, but this I just couldn't ignore .   I couldn't help but notice how other kids her age were spontaneously uttering "mama" "dada" or at least saying "no", the most heard word for most babies starting at the age where they are able to at least grab things. I kept hearing "oh, she will talk when she is ready", "nothings wrong with her, just give her some time" and that's what I tried to do. Two more months go by and I'm still not getting anything out of her, completely non

Photos By: Felecia Causey Written By: Taniqua Clair Hi, my name is Taniqua Claiborne and I am a parent of two special need kids. Before having my children, I was enrolled in college to pursue my degree in Biology Pre-Med to one day become a doctor. In 2012 I had my first son Mason LaShawn McCreary, also known as my pride and joy! Becoming a mother was nothing I had planned however, I wouldn't change it for the world. When Mason was born ,the doctor brought to my attention that he had a small ear deformity but nothing too drastic. Later ,when Mason was only a few weeks old, I found out that this deformity was called microtia- a congenital deformity where the pinna( external ear) is undeveloped. I never heard of this condition nor have I ever seen it but, I was determined to educate myself on microtia. When Mason was only two weeks old, he began to see specialist from what started to only be for his hearing but, it extended to more findings along the way. Parenting a c

My child is the greatest gift God can give me . I felt I found my purpose in life once I gave birth to my son . I was 21 when I was pregnant with my child . Still young so I had a few worries . After all a child is a huge responsibility. Maybe the heaviest responsibility that will ever be placed in my hands. I'm an only child and not really family oriented. I was excited about caring for my child , starting my own family, and experiencin g the unconditional love, I knew my child would have for me . During my pregnancy I went to all my doctor appointments like I was suppose d to . Everything was looking great, and it looked as if I was going to have a smooth pregnancy.  It's was almost the end of my pregnancy, and I was 37 weeks, I remember being rushed to the hospital for high blood pressure. It had been this way for the last few weeks . In r esults to that I was in pain . When I got to the hospital, I found out my child's heart rate was extremely

Dear Mother, We are mothers who are strangers, yet all of us are anxiously waiting on our bundles of joy. We are in love with someone whom we have never met. Our kids may never meet each other, but we all want the best for our children. We will cherish every movement, from the first time hearing our baby hearts beat, to the viewing of him/her on the ultra sound, and to the growing of our bellies. These are just the beginning of moments we will hold so close. We are aware of the scary things happening in the world, and I am sure we will try our best to shield them, the best we can on this journey called life. We want the best for our babies and want them to follow their dreams. We would like our babies to know there is no love like a mother's love. We may show it differently, but it's all the same. With every kick and movement, it's confirmation of God's amazing gifts to us. As we go our separate ways, and will soon deliver our bundles of joy, we as mothers who

When it get close time for moms to be to have their baby, they want to experience the perfect birth. As most of us know, birth plans doesn't goes as you have intended. With the many horror stories from women dealing with poor facilities or rude, unprofessional, and unconcerned staff, the question most moms to be may be wondering, how can I choose the right hospital for me. Many soon to be mothers, choose the hospital because their doctor only delivers there, their family delivered there, or because it's the only one that's close to their location. What about you ladies who are willing to travel or have an array of hospitals to choose from where you live? How do you choose the one who will give you the top of the line care, have the best facility/equipment, amazing staff, and mostly will respect your birth plan? The United States has many hospitals. Many ladies take the time out to read reviews or hear others opinions because this is a very special moment for the

The story was written and is owned by: Felecia Causey (ME!) Model: Christia (Tia) Wells The lady in the photos is only a model used for my story. My mother had four kids, and I was the oldest. I was born before she met and married my step-father. As I was growing up, I definitely felt like the outsider. I wasn't ever invited to a lot of parties or family events because I was the outside child. My mother would always drop me off at her mother's house. Many times I would go in the bathroom and cry. My grandmother would allow me to stay outside until it was dark. When I came inside, she made me take a bathe, and fix me a pallet on the living room floor. She would fix me a sandwhich before I would fall asleep, and I remember I would still be hungry. I would toss and turn in the dark ready for daylight to peep out, so I can eat breakfast. The next day around noon, my mother and siblings would come pick me up. I would sit and watch as my grandmother embraced my brother an

My name is Laporsche Hollon, I am a wife of three beautiful kids with an amazing husband who stands by my side. Thr oughout life we all have our problems an d differ ent way’s of dealing with them . Sometimes we lo ok for ways to cover up our problems suc h as eating unhealthy, drinking or sm oking. My problem became eating unhealthy and just not c aring about myself . Until one day I wanted to go shopping and I w as unsure what size I was in. I still didn ’t have a care in the world as long as my husband loved me for who I was. Then one day I decided to get a job in a production enviro nment, where I had to mo ve fast past all day for ten to twelve hours sometimes. There w as one day where I sweating so bad my legs rubbed raw. When I got home I talked to my husband abo ut it, and  he didn’t know what to say. His mother came over and she started telling me about products I could use to help me with the pr oblem. I thou ght to m yself I had to do so mething now

    My name is Markethia Hill Davis, and I am a mother of three beautiful kids .  I was affected by gun violence, when I lost my eldest son.  On September 18, 2011 my son was shot down by an AK-47. He was an innocent bystander, and was shot in the back of the head, and left for dead.        I  remember the night that I received the call around 2:35 A.M., to hear my mother tell me, my son, Man ( the name I called him) had been shot. I immediately got out of my bed, running trying to get to him.  On this date, we had planned to celebrate my youngest son's birthday, but instead we were mourning a brutal death, that left a big void in our hearts and lives. On September 19, was my birthday, but instead of celebrating, I was preparing to make funeral arrangements.        I went through a time when all I could do was cry. The crying led to depression and anxiety,  and I was then put on medication. I thought I was going to lose my mind, and I couldn't think for myself.

When I found out I was pregnant, I was a senior in high school. I found out in a dressing at store, and it was very scary.  My mom was the one who told me I was, because she noticed I was gaining weight. I didn’t know what to do, and when I told my child's father, he immediately denied her.  I was close to graduating, and all I was wondering was how could I do it with a baby.  My daughter was born prematurely on November 10th. She was beautiful. I had to miss school for two months. When I returned back, I had to try to catch up on all of my work. It was extremely hard to finish school with a newborn crying all night, homework to do, and classes to attend. I finished high school and graduated with a nine months old little girl.  I eventually ended up working, and then I enrolled into the military just 7 days before my baby turned 2. It was the hardest time ever when I had to leave her. When I returned home, I ended up meeting someone, I thought was my forever, and had another

Hi , My name is Kelly S. Timmons, and I'm married to the late Michael J. Timmons. He was murdered on May 1 , 2013. It was the saddest day of my life. I felt as if everything was all over, and my whole world was gone . He was my heart, my headache, my heartache, my love, and my backbone. He was literally my everything. Michael and I met in Feb., 2004, and we were married on March 16,2011. I felt as if I couldn't go on, and it took me a while to get semi- back to my right mind set.  I realized that we had 4 beautiful kids that I was left to raise all alone.  We have four kids, but biologically we have one together. I have two boys Lorenzo and Shamus and one daughter La'Derricka.  Michael has a daughter name MyIesha and she have two daughters, that he never had the opportunity to meet. He also has a godson Jaderion Timmons. The day my husband was murdered, it was around 3 P.M. God knows, when I received the call saying that my husband was shot, and may