When I found out I was pregnant in the month of February and just days before Mardi Gras I was in shock. Immediately my husband was saying all throughout our one-bedroom apartment, “I knew it! I knew it.” 

All while I was simply standing in our bathroom mirror holding up the pregnancy test constantly saying, “Oh my God.” I was in shock! Well, I knew that the possibility of me finally getting pregnant was going to happen eventually. 

My hubby and I were very much bedroom lovers and excited to keep trying new things. Moving along from that topic, I just did not think that we were going to end up becoming expecting parents for this year. 


The Prayers Of A Praying Mother

in , , , by Linda B Hurd, September 11, 2017


I took a well needed and deserved trip back home this past Sunday. My hubby and I enjoyed our time on the road just as much as our overall time spent with family. It has been well-over two years since I have revisited my immediate family and my home town. People sometimes ask me what keeps me away for so long before returning? My answer to them would be pain. The pain that I decided to keep within the past to move forward. The pain that hindered me from believing that I had a true purpose in this life to fulfill. The pain that so many people caused me.




Dear Baby Eli, 

I am now 31 weeks and 4 days pregnant with you. You are now about 16 inches long and possibly almost 4 pounds. So far, I have been remaining prayed up and loving every moment we share together. Just last week we had our very first maternity photo shoot! You gave me a very special glow that truly shown on our photos. Let me tell you son, you were kicking up a storm whenever I was wearing a bright red ballroom gown type tutu. I kept poking you back to let you know that I know you love being in front of the camera as much as mama do. 



I remember sharing with you all about my falling out with my little sister. I also talked about how rekindled friendships that I choose to reinvest in came out being a horrible idea. Even though the idea was horrible I somehow manage to find peace within myself to seriously let the spark that I choose to relight, die down within a few weeks. 

I thought that I could have a replacement for the void of not having that “friend” or “trusted family member” to vent to. During the months of March through July, I really had to take the time to mentally get use to not reaching for my phone to call or even text anyone for advice or even conversation. You see I had I to reprocess in my mind that I was no longer a friend to any of the folks that “I labeled myself to be.” I was just an asset. An asset that choose not to become a useless argument.


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