I wanted to start with a little back story here: Growing up I didn’t really know that I was black (I literally had asked my mom one time in 5th grade why someone asked what color my parents were.) I didn’t really understand because having two white parents (my mom + my step-dad) who were raising me, never looked different to me.  I remember learning in school during black history month about different cultures, about African-American history but not in major detail.  I felt like they only touched the surface of slavery, poverty, segregation.. etc.

My biological Dad left when I was just 2 years old, and was in and out of my life ever since, so I missed out on learning about his family, and his background, and where he grew up and just so much about our (me +my brother) African American culture.

It really wasn’t until I started dating Shane (and immersed myself in his life, his family, and his friends) that I really started to get that yes we are different, that our families have a story that needs to be shared with throughout many generations, and that it’s so important to fully embrace our backgrounds and where came.

Each year as our kids get older, I feel like the conversations get deeper, and there desire to know more about where we came from and our family history, gets stronger.  So we share, and the information that we may not know, we ask and we learn from our elders.

So fast forward many years into our relationship (Shane and I) and our marriage, and our desire to want to love on other kids that could go back to their families potentially was strong.  We knew we wanted to share our love, and felt like God was directly putting us in the path to fostercare.  When we were opening our house up for placement, you are allowed to put on your information on which race/ethnicity you preferred, and which age bracket you wanted to stay in.  Our family was open to all race/ethnicity/background, etc, and we actually ended up adopting 3 (out of the 8 we fostered) and they were all African American.

African-American history goes way back and they all have unique textures of hair, differences in skin color, and different body shapes and I wanted to make sure we are embracing all of that in our family.

With our 2 1/2 year Gracelynn I knew I needed help with how to properly do her pretty, textured hair.  Shane and I never (or Brielle/Malachi) have had to really worry about how to do our hair, or how many times to wash it, or really anything.. we wash, mousse/gel, hairspray and call it a day. Well, for Gracelynn we are having to do something completely different because we saw how dry her hair was getting with the method we were used to doing for each other. A couple of people have mentioned to me on what I should be doing to get the best results and I knew in order to fully understand her background and her culture, I needed to be able to do her hair correctly.

“The expression of beauty through hairstyles has been a long-standing signature of Black culture,” and I wanted to make sure our girls are fully able to do just that.

So I called in reinforcements (a.k.a my friend Caitlin) to show me how to properly style Gracelynn’s hair (and all my other kids as well), how to keep it from getting it dry, how many times I should be washing it per week, and how to keep from breaking her hair when taking down hairstyles, which brushes/combs I should be using and much more.  She showed me hands on (which is my preferred way of learning) and it has helped Shane and I both understand her more, and understand the importance of proper hair care.

While doing her hair, the hashtag #blackgirlmagic came to my mind to remind myself of our culture and our background and how embracing God’s gift of beauty that can be expressed in my different ways, even our hair.

Now here is our precious girl proudly rockin’ her latest hairstyle!

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I have been on the search (for quite some time now) for the perfect bib for Malachi! I needed it to meet so many requirements, because the thick cloth material ones that he uses for drool/spit up throughout the day, just weren’t making the cut!

I needed a bib to:

⊕ Catch the baby food that doesn’t get into Malachi’s mouth.

⊕ Be flexible and loose fitting (I love the fact that it’s adjustable to fit all different sizes of babies.)

⊕ Be vibrant, because he seems to love all the bright colors right now.

⊕ Be an averaged size bib, not too big or too small (I especially wanted it to be able to fit behind where stomach area touches the edge of the high chair, and not be on top of it.)

⊕ Be easily washed off and able to be reused by the next meal!

Now this baby wings bib meets all of the above criteria! It comes in such fun vibrant colors (and also includes a fork and a spoon which is perfect for beginning exposures to food), great packaging, cute images on the front of the bibs, and so so easy to use!

To purchase yours, click the following link here

I know Malachi is loving his, and I would truly recommend these bibs/silverware set to any mom looking to start feeding their babies, or introducing different textures to them!

I would love to hear from all of you mamas on some of your favorite bibs, or which techniques do you use when trying to keep the food off the clothes and in the mouth!

Comment below!

Until next time,

Xoxo, Sheridan

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