This week I’ve been tuning in to my social media networks, and having an ongoing conversation about the need for focusing 100 percent on our health and wellbeing. We’re only born with one brain, one heart, one stomach, and one body. Yet we abuse the heck out of them. Let’s not even go there with the other organs that we neglect and mistreat.

Shouldn’t we take care of them? We usually think about them when we’re in excruciating pain or facing hospitalization. We think about mental health when we see someone else suffering with issues.

How can we achieve goals, visit far places, and spend quality time with loved ones—if we aren’t here to enjoy all of it?

Stress is nothing to play with.

Let me correct that. Bad stress is nothing to play with. Good stress, like winning the lottery, competing in a game (or sport), or having sex—those are pretty cool experiences. Bad stress, that comes from trauma in our life, like: injury, illness, death, high consumer debt, crappy credit score, joblessness and homelessness (or the risk of either, or both), or anything else that causes our life to be so disrupted, that we can’t help but to think that it’s a sick, twisted joke—or somehow our punishment for being a fool in the past.

So, that means, a recovering workaholic like me—has to be mindful that although I have HUGE goals that I want to achieve, I need to be alive to successfully claim them. That means, being more productive with less hours in the day. I was experiencing too many bouts of burnout—and close-calls to the hospital—trying to maintain a 90+ hour work week. Last year, I actually thought that I was about to collapse and die. I was under so much stress, trying to deal with personal issues, my desires for my career, and not having the billions of dollars that I need to serve all of the people that I want to help. Okay, the last part wasn’t a stressor for me. I just wanted to lighten the mood. Did you visualize the billions of dollars? Good. So did I! But seriously, there were a few times last year that I was scared that I wouldn’t make it long enough to one day see my great-grandchildren. I didn’t think I would live to see 2019. I felt worn out!

Honestly, there have been some moments, this year, that I’ve had to tell myself to slow down, regroup, and get the heck out of my head. My mind doesn’t ever slow down. It never stops chiming in. My confidence began to wane—drastically. I felt depression trying to rear up and take over. It took everything in me to double-dutch myself out of the trap that was coming.

Children double-dutching in Chicago (1973)
Source: John H. White, 1945-, Photographer (NARA record: 4002141) – U.S. National Archives and Records Administration

I’ve recommitted to working out at least 6 days a week. I’m learning to say “no” to more people and to more things that will require more energy than I have to spare. I’m speaking up and sharing my reality, my pain, my fears—with some of my family members and friends. Not everyone can handle the load that you carry, so you have to be mindful of what you share and with whom. I learned that the hard way.

Something else that I’m working on, is accepting that I can’t rely on anyone or anything—other than God. For me, He is my absolute. There’s no doubt. There’s no question. He’s kept every promise made to me. I can’t say that about His creations. Go ahead, laugh. You know that was funny, and the truth. The only guarantees I have is with and in Him. No one and nothing else. So that is what I’m choosing to roll with. That way I can stop being disappointed when the dirty diaper hits the fan, and splashes all over me. I mean, isn’t that how it feels when life blindsides you? That’s how it feels for me. It’s a gross but effective visual.

Check Me Out. Chime In.

Check out my Instagram videos that I posted this week. Chime in. Let me know how you re-balance, decompress, readjust, and realign. How do you make the most of work days, when you’re bound to set schedules and small windows of time? How do you change your environment to clear your mind? How do you refocus, so that you’re not overwhelmed with the periphery, or with the stuff that you know you can’t handle or solve right this very moment (or no time soon)?

Copyright 2019. Natasha L. Foreman. All Rights Reserved.

Tuesday…

After teaching my Human Resource Management class, I made a late-night announcement for my company, Foreman & Associates, LLC. Some of the things that I shared include: the launch of an Online Business Course, a Business Podcast, and a Webinar that will provide insights on the course and other service offerings, such as Coaching and Training.

Check out the in-car announcement below.

Yesterday…

Following our updated marketing plan, we re-engaged with our neglected social media accounts. I take full responsibility for their underuse. I did something that I always tell business owners not to do: allow my personal accounts to overshadow my business profiles. They should compliment and help to drive traffic to my business profiles. It’s not good enough to use the excuse that, “I had my personal accounts first”. I know what’s needed. I also know how difficult it is to come from behind. So I will be working hard to ensure that Foreman & Associates has as great, or even greater, presence than my personal brand.

Today…

This morning, we shared the name of our podcast, and details about what the podcast will be bringing to listeners.

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What’s Next?

I want to thank those of you who have supported me from the start. I want to thank those of you who are new supporters. Thank you for having a desire to start and build a relationship with me, even if only virtually. On May 11, 2011 I launched Foreman & Associates, and there’s been highs and lows, and moments when I wondered why in the world I was still trying to make this evolving idea (in the form of a company) a successful one. My personal life has caused me to pause, step back, run in circles, realign, and make reactionary moves. I told myself that I don’t want to be in that position any longer. I don’t want my company to be in that position anymore. I have to do better in order to have what I desire most. I have to do better, so that Foreman & Associates can provide the types of services that you have asked for, in the ways that you need, and with the quality and care that you and I both desire.

So, what’s next?

I guess you will have to wait and see what other details will be shared over the next several days and weeks.

Love always,

Natasha

Copyright 2019. Natasha L. Foreman. Images are Copyright Protected by Foreman & Associates, LLC.

Many of us prefer noise to silence, because in the stillness of silence we are alone with our thoughts and feelings, while at the same time closely if not fully aligned with our highest energy Source—our Creator. That massive power can be intimidating to many people. It reflects your greatness as the creation, and it shows your smallness in relation to the One that created you.

Here’s a great quote from Mother Teresa:

It’s easier to avoid the realness and deepness that is required in silence, when we instead hide in the chaos of noise caused by technology and human chatter.

In my opinion there is nothing more beautiful than those brief moments of silence. That’s why I love “sensory deprivation” pods and chambers, especially the ones that allow me to float in water; as they blot out sight and sound I’m free to tune in to self. The energy that flows through you is exhilarating and restorative. I feel centered and truly “woke” beyond human description. You don’t need any devices or routines. Just sit or lie in silence, breathing naturally, and listen. Researchers stated that these chambers and pods simulate what life is like for a baby in a womb. It’s an absolute state of peace if you allow yourself to surrender to the experience.

To those with active auditory and visual capabilities, you may think that you are at a greater advantage than those who do not possess those capabilities. On the surface, yes you can see and hear what others can’t. But when you go below the surface, below your limited human comprehension, you realize that those who don’t possess the auditory capabilities to hear sound as the majority of human populations, actually have a deeper awareness of and connectivity to that Energy within because they live in that active “silence” each day—hearing, feeling, and speaking with our Creator. Remove the additional capability of vision, and the depth expands. The experience becomes richer.

While you think they may envy you, and some may, the irony is that the absence of the stimuli we are obsessed with and consumed by is a blessing to them. They are free from these hindrances. You can actually say that they have almost distraction-free conversations with God every day. I say “almost” because our internal mind chatter and ego can get in the way. But other than that, the internal link that I’ve described is like having a wifi connection that never weakens or breaks. All you have to do is tune in.

For the rest of us we have to fight to disconnect from the countless visual and auditory stimuli, then get out of ‘our heads’ so-to-speak, relax our breathing, and then turn inward in silence. If we can….

Ponder that….

~Natasha

Copyright 2018. Natasha L. Foreman. All Rights Reserved.

It is with great honor that I share this press release from Morehouse College:

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE

Contact: Mrs. Lavonya Jones

lavonya.jones@morehouse.edu

Office: (470) 639-0319

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MOREHOUSE COLLEGE WILL SERVE AS HOST CHAPTER FOR REGIONAL LEADERSHIP RETREAT EVENT FOR NATION’S LARGEST        LEADERSHIP HONOR SOCIETY

ATLANTA, GA July 2018 – The Morehouse College Chapter of the National Society of Leadership and Success – Sigma Alpha Pi will host the NSLS’s Regional Leadership Retreat. The two-day event (July 13th and 14th) expects to attract over 150 NSLS Chapter Leaders from around the nation. The event will kick-off with Charles Knippen, President of NSLS, serving as keynote speaker.

Attendees network in an engaging, experiential environment, participate in personal and professional development workshops, and connect to build strong chapters and communities. The 2018 event theme is “Community Engagement,” and event workshops include Diversity & Equity, Team Management, Public Speaking, Conflict Management, and many more! Attendees will also participate in a service learning project with local community garden, Truly Living Well.

“As a new chapter, we are ecstatic to be chosen to host the first Regional Leadership Retreat for this year,” says Chapter Advisor, Lavonya Jones, “and as we continue the legacy of alum Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., give our fellow Society Leaders a glimpse into what community engagement looks like for us here at Morehouse College, and within the city of Atlanta.”

The National Society of Leadership and Success – Sigma Alpha Pi was founded in 2001 to build a community of like-minded, success-oriented leaders who come together to help one another succeed. Today, the Morehouse College Chapter is one of more than 500 college and university campuses nationwide, and serves more than 800,000 members. The Society provides benefits to help members on their own personal success journey. The Society also serves as a powerful force of good in the greater community by encouraging and organizing action to better the world.

 

I don’t know how you spent your weekend, but I spent mine having fun.

Saturday: Movie and a Teddy Bear

Saturday was all about movies, hot dogs, warm pretzels, a teddy bear named Besos, hat shopping and relaxing. We went to see the movie Adrift, which I truly loved. I love hot dogs and warm pretzels, and I was so happy to nibble on both while watching the movie.

Adrift is not just a love story, it’s a life story. It’s based on a true story that serves as a reminder for all of us—when life hits you with a storm you have a choice: give up or fight to survive. Either we have hope and faith to persevere and make it through, or we don’t. It is also a reminder of how powerful our minds are and the balancing act we strive to master.

I love how the story was visually depicted. It drew me in and made me feel as though I was there. Kudos to the writer, director, and crew for a job well done.

Besos

My new buddy Besos entered my life while browsing stores. He was hanging out with other teddy bears and when given the option to choose, I chose him—even over the huge ones that were there. I simply liked his look and how I felt when I looked at him. I felt like a teenage girl, and that feeling made me light up and giggle. So he was the one, and I named him Besos—which means “kisses” in Spanish. I chose his name for personal reasons—reasons that I’m sure will keep me smiling like a teenage girl for many years to come.

Sunday: Hiking and Crashing Waves

Hiking

My Sunday started off early with a 7am rise, yummy breakfast cooked for me and with me in mind, and an hour drive to one of Georgia’s newest state parks to go for a 2-mile roundtrip hike. It was a short hike but still beautiful and sensory-teasing.

We saw a snake zoom past us on the path. It was hurrying to get out of our way. Since I was walking in the back I didn’t get to see it in its fullness–just the tail-end as it hid in the brush, which was a bummer. I enjoy capturing glimpses of snakes, seeing their skins, especially when the sunlight hits them just the right way. Have you ever seen one sunbathing? It’s such an awesome sight.

They are beautiful creatures, to me—even if some of them can kill me with one strike—it doesn’t take away from their beauty, at least not in and through my eyes.

I thought often about my doggy Bishop and how much fun he will have hiking on these wooded trails, through creeks and streams, and up rocky hills and mountains. I’ve been exploring various state parks for the past two months so that I can see which ones are dog-friendly so that I can return with him, and he too can have some fun.

Wave Runner on the Lake

After leaving the park, we drove to Lake Lanier where we rented a 2-seater wave runner. We ate yummy sandwiches during our drive up, so by the time we reached the lake I was sleepy from the food, sun and heat, and the drive. But it didn’t stop me from climbing on the wave runner, for the first time on a lake (my other experiences have always been in the ocean) and for the first time ever I chose to be a passenger and not captain—yes, I allowed someone else to navigate the wave runner while I held on and felt the splashing water soak me. It was unnerving at times because when you’re the one steering the wave runner you can brace yourself better when a wave approaches, you can navigate the wakes, and you’re holding on to handles for stability.

When you’re the passenger, you have to trust the captain and you have to pray you don’t somehow lose your grip and go flying off the side or back of the vessel. There were times when we caught major ‘air’ and we were soaring high above the water. There was also a time when while up in the air a big wave came our way and without notice (because I’m in the back and couldn’t always see what was going on in front) that wave came crashing over our heads as we were heading back down into the water. It literally felt like we were a submarine for a second. I squealed and then laughed like a child. We were drenched and loved it.

A windy day means choppy water and choppy water means tons of dips and dives on a wave runner.

Swimming in the Lake

As we zoomed, jumped, and glided across the lake we looked for shallow areas where we could jump off, weight down the wave runner, and go for a swim. This was also another unnerving experience for me, because I can’t recall ever going swimming in a lake. I’ve been in canoes, kayaks, sail boats, yachts, and small boats on a lake. I’ve never been on a wave runner in the lake, and I’ve never swam in the lake (if I did, I was a small child and the memory escapes me).

I’ve always felt grossed out about what’s floating in the lake. I guess because the water is less active than the ocean I somehow feel as though there are more things just lying in wait to grab my feet, entangle me, or whatever.

Which is strange when you think of it.

I’ve swam in the ocean where there’s sharks, eels, stingrays, jelly fish, and all sorts of creatures and contaminants from oil rigs, waste dumping, and leaking sunken boats and ships—all of which can kill me—yet, I’m scared of the lake—no real logic there. Just fear.

What I realized in a matter of moments is this: You have to trust fully and completely whomever you are with, especially whenever you are facing a fear. Yesterday I put my trust in my faithful companion to gently hold my hand and guide me into the lake, and swim with me away from the shoreline. Before long I was so comfortable that I looked up and began floating on my back. Then I felt a hand on my feet, as I was slowly pulled farther and farther from the shoreline. The sensory deprivation of having your eyes closed and ears under water makes you feel as though you’re being pulled fast, when the reality is, you’re barely moving—that’s the power and magnificence of water.

After spending quality time swimming around and looking at the scenery, it was time to swim back to shore, unweight our wave runner and jump back on for more fun. Boy howdy did we have fun.

Fun Even While Lost

At some point we decided to ask the coast guards for the time and we were shocked to find that we had been in the water for almost two hours. It’s funny how time flies when you’re having fun. It was time for us to head back to the dock and return our rental.

We had a small dilemma.

We couldn’t remember exactly where we were in proximity to the dock.

We had been zigging and zagging all over the lake and lost our frames of reference. We headed in the direction that I was feeling drawn towards and we then stopped and asked a couple to point us in the right direction. Thankfully, we were going the right way, we just needed to get around the islands that we were next to—which was also heading in the direction where my beloved ‘captain’ had also pointed. In a matter of seconds we were back to hitting waves and soaring high above the water, and I was squealing and laughing all the way back.

I did wonder a few times, “how long after I slingshot off of here will my absence be noticed?” and then I was always reassured when I would hear, “are you okay back there? Hold on tight. I have you…” and I trusted those words to be true, smiled, and held on.

We made it back to the dock with plenty of time. We asked some passersby to take photos of us. My hair was wind blown but I didn’t care. I hope to never forget those memories from my three firsts.

Wrapping up With Lunch

We went and scarfed down some food at a nearby restaurant. Oh how yummy it was. Since it was a hot day, I chose a cold sandwich (a huge triple decker) with sweet potato fries (that were some of the best I’ve ever had), a glass of water, and a mango-peach smoothie (with a juicy pineapple slice hanging on the side).

The cheeseburger that was staring at me from the other side of the table was mouth-watering and looked oh so delicious, so did the house chips–two of which were placed in my mouth with a touch of ketchup—and I savored bite after bite.

After lunch I changed out of my now-almost-dry clothes and slid on a sundress and flip flops, and then climbed back into the plush SUV that drove us home—as we listened to music, sang songs, and reflected upon our amazing day together and how much fun Bishop will have with us at the lake.

What a weekend I had. I’m so grateful that we had great weather so that we could experience fun both on land and in water. Georgia’s weather can be wishy washy. I’m also extremely excited about what we have planned for the next three weekends. One adventure after the next. I’m focused on having a summer and year filled with new experiences, numerous adventures, and long lasting memories.

I hope that you’re making the most out of each day and not just letting time slip by, opportunities pass you, the past restrict you, and life move forward without you. Seize each moment of every day!

Love,

Natasha

Copyright 2018. Natasha L. Foreman. All Rights Reserved.

This a beautiful song on forgiveness, sang by Matthew West. I needed to hear this at the very moment I pressed ‘play’.

Thanks to SecretAngel for sharing the song on their blog, as part of a post they wrote on being unforgiving.

Please listen to the song, take it in, let the words and meaning resonate with you. Then share this post with others who may need a dose, so they can let go and finally be free.

Hopefully you too will make the choice to live free through forgiveness than be a prisoner who chooses to wear the shackles of “unforgiveness”.

Love always,

Natasha

Copyright 2018. Natasha L. Foreman. Some Rights Reserved.

Thanks to my sis-in-love Arleen for sending this to me yesterday. Please take a moment to pause, read, reflect, and fully ingest this message:

Source: Unknown

This is a call to action.

Get up, get out, live fully and intentionally, do something positively different, heartfelt, encouraging and inspiring. What are you waiting for? Bye!

~Natasha

Copyright 2018. Natasha L. Foreman. All Rights Reserved.

There’s a quote by an anonymous author that perfectly describes the relationship between fear and faith. It reads:

Fear knocked at the door. Faith answered. No one was there“.

When we walk by faith, fear has no place near us let alone in us.

It’s like the deadbeat loser who rings your doorbell and sees through the window Mr./Ms. Awesome walking towards the door to answer. Deadbeat loser isn’t going to wait and be confronted by awesomeness. Deadbeat loser doesn’t want to be further embarrassed by the lack he/she possesses, so they quickly run away from the front door and they dive into the nearby bushes to avoid detection. The deadbeat loser is no match for Mr./Ms. Awesome.

Since I was a small child I’ve been reciting the famous quote, “fear is false evidence appearing real” and in many instances I’m able to face my fears and walk through a situation. There are some instances that involve creepy crawly bugs where I haven’t yet walked with faith to stare down those fears. But I’m getting there [*smile*].

There are times in my professional world as well as in my personal life where I’ve allowed fear to conquer and enslave me. I’ve been running from some major fears for the past few years and now they have grown so large, and I’ve been running for so long, that I’m tired of running. I wasn’t made to be a punk. I wasn’t raised to be a punk. So why am I acting and living like one? Fear is a punk yet I’m allowing it to have dominion over me, how idiotic is that?

Yesterday, I finally made the decision to stop running and to instead turn around and walk towards my fears. I’ve decided to face each and every one of these fears that have been chasing me.

What’s the worst possible outcome of my challenge? I know for a fact that none of my fear bullies come with a death penalty, so maybe I get a few bumps and bruises, or I fall down and get injured—all that I need to do is get back up, brush myself off, and keep on swinging (translation: “fighting”). I have enough faith to believe that I can at least do that. I’m not sure if I will be victorious but I’m willing to fight anyway. “…Faith of a mustard seed…” isn’t that the minimum of what Jesus said we need?

Fear is like kryptonite, it’s present and part of the environment that we occupy but if not managed and properly handled, it can destroy you.

When we walk with faith in our heart and mind we have a reinforced armor of hope, courage, and confidence. Fear can’t handle faith. Fear can’t penetrate that armor. The only way that fear can conquer us is if we take off the armor or never wear it.

So rather than continuing to run from our fears, why don’t we put on our armor and walk towards our fears! That my friends, was a statement not a question. Consider taking at least one step today and see if you can get a reaction from the deadbeat loser who’s standing at your door.

Have a super awesome day!

~Natasha

Copyright 2018. Natasha L. Foreman. All Rights Reserved.

Please Note: This message was originally written and published under the title of “Wedding vs Marriage…There IS a Difference” on July 5, 2017.

I saw it today and felt moved to share it again, but this time—with a different title and I’ve made some slight modifications to highlight some additional points to consider, while also aligning the structure of the post to and with my current formatting preference.

I hope that it helps you and/or someone that you know. Enjoy the read and please comment, and share!

~Natasha

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Since 10pm last night I’ve been fighting a huge tension knot in my back-shoulder blade region. I experienced this same irritant the other week.

It’s reared it’s ugly head again.

The more I chase the pain, more knots and aches surface. Stretching hasn’t resolved it. The back is an interesting place to carry stress, pain, sadness, worry, anger, and any other draining energy. I say this because unlike the limbs it is a region that is difficult to reach by oneself. You need help to cover this large space.

Thankfully I own a few myofascial rollers, one of which I’m using…right…now…as I chase this pain away.

I wish I could have a massage every single day. But my budget just laughs and says, “keep working and wishing girlfriend“.

Aches and pains remind me of my deferred maintenance. These knots make it clear that I’m not taking care of myself like I need to. My body will keep reminding me.

Our bodies do not remain silent. They tell us when they are tired of being ignored, overlooked, abused, overworked, and misused. Our bodies will always let us know when we aren’t doing enough to protect the very thing that we need to make our way through each day.

I’m painfully listening and complying….

I. Need. Release.

~Natasha

Copyright 2018. Natasha Foreman Bryant/Natasha L. Foreman. All Rights Reserved.

If you recall, a few weeks ago I ordered two books online: The 21 Second Hug, written by my cousin, Pepsi Caligone, and Believe Bigger: Discover the Path to Your Life Purpose, written by my friend, Marshawn Evans Daniels.

Well, before I head out to do my workout (and challenge Pepsi’s sister and mom in our weekly Fitbit challenge) I decided to record this video. Check it out. Thank you!

~Natasha

Copyright 2018. Natasha Foreman Bryant/Natasha L. Foreman. All Rights Reserved.

Yesterday was part one of this discussion. Hopefully not too many toes were stepped on. For those who felt offended or slighted in any way, look within to see why my observations bothered you so deeply.

Are they not accurate?

I would be interested in furthering our dialogue to examine any points that I made and why you disagree, in whole or in part. Feel free to post your comments below.

Today we begin with part two, which delves into the offspring and legacy of our male-female relationships. Today I will speak to and with the men. Ladies don’t get all high and mighty. Tomorrow, we will have a heart-to-heart.

To the men. To my brothers. I say…

black fathers matter

Stop Being Baby Daddies

Fellas, I understand that sometimes this is the title that you have been designated by a woman who is hurt and angry about something you did and did not do, and so now you’re just the “baby daddy” in her mind.

You can’t control her mind but you can control yours, and your words and actions, and how you interact with your child.

You have a choice to be a father or a baby daddy.

You make the choice to be involved in your child’s precious upbringing or to be a deadbeat.

Let’s “keep it real” Shall We?

You made the decision to have sex with this woman, understanding the potential consequences of your actions. She was good enough to risk conceiving a child with (and please don’t say you didn’t know the risks of having sex), so now you need to do whatever (positively, ethically, and legally) it takes to positively co-parent with her.

Don’t let her foolishness sidetrack and deter you. If you want to have a healthy relationship with your child then do your part to legally and ethically be there in every way possible for your child.

Don’t let her use sex to move the “pawn” (your child) on this “chess board” and don’t you do it either.

Don’t manipulate this relationship with money, through offering or withholding it.

What you do in these instances of using sex and money to see your child is create an environment where you both are participating in pimping and pandering.

It sounds sick doesn’t it? That’s because it is.

If after great effort a woman won’t let you see your child then take her to court and legally fight for your right. But whatever you do, don’t get ugly with her. Let the court see her trickery. When you lower yourself the eyes of the law grow to despise you. The law expects more from you because you are a man, so when you begin acting like a child, doing tit-for-tat with the mother of your child, the court punishes you. Why put yourself through that madness?

Get Your Money In Order For Your Child

If this has been an ongoing battle, make sure that you have already established an account with a bank or credit union where you have been saving money for your child. This money can be used to pay for their daily needs, future needs, or both. It also shows good faith to the judge that you can and are willing to financially provide for the wellbeing of your child and that you have funds designated especially for your child’s needs. It can also grow and expand to be an extracurricular or education fund for your child. It can be an emergency fund for them.

Whatever purpose it serves make sure it’s clearly defined. You’re not obligated to do it, but you should. Your child’s needs should be factored into your personal budget. No one needs to know how much you deposit in the account. A judge may inquire, but no one else needs to be privy. It’s your account for your child.

Create a Nurturing Environment For Your Child

You also need to show that you have a safe and healthy environment for your child to spend quality time with you. Where will your child be sleeping, playing, and learning at your home? Who else lives there? Who visits your home on a regular basis?

Don’t have your child around a bunch of people that don’t make up the village who are sworn to protect your child. So that includes the women you are casually dating, as well as any men you wouldn’t bring to your own mother’s or grandmother’s home. If you wouldn’t bring someone over to your mother’s or grandmother’s home then keep them away from your child. Why leave the wrong impressions on their minds?

It’s simple. Be the father and the man that you say that you are. I’m not saying that a judge will rule in your favor all or most of the time, or at any time—but it’s not about the judge. It’s about you and your child. It’s a pact that you formed the moment that you knew you were a dad, that even through the obstacles, you did what was necessary for your child.

That means child support shouldn’t be something that has to be dragged from your fingers.

No One Should Have to Force You to Be a Father and Provider

Before that even becomes a piece that your child’s mother moves on the chess board, you need to step up and already begin supplying diapers, formula, wipes and other supplies, clothing, furnishings, equipment, and other things that you know your child needs. If you have money for overpriced shoes, smart phones, tickets to your favorite event, to buy the newest video game, or whatever else tickles your fancy—then you have money to set aside to provide for your child. Provide as though the child lives under the same roof as you.

Don’t Punish Her

Don’t punish your child through its mother. Yes, that’s what you do when you withhold and ration money to the mother of your child. That’s what you do when you have women coming and going from your life like a parade, and each one has spent time leaving impressions on your child’s mind—and then you arrogantly throw your “conquests” in the face of your child’s mother.

Hurting her hurts your child. Don’t forget, your child was formed and nurtured inside of her for nine months (on average). They have a bond like nothing you can imagine.

So that also means, don’t try and be vindictive and sue for full custody of your child. Snatching your child away from their mother will have an impact that you never want to experience.

Hurting her hurts your child. Hurting them hurts you.

Control The Flow of Your Money in a Productive and Healthy Way

If you’re concerned with how she’s spending the money that you normally give her for diapers, clothes, etc. then invest the time and money in shopping online for everything your child needs, have it shipped to their home, and then any actual money that you provide to the mother will cover incidentals that you did not allocate for in your budget.

What do I mean by this?

That means if you spend $300 for incidentals online and have those items shipped to her and then you give her $200 in cash (with a signed receipt), is that still not $500 that you invested in your child’s wellbeing? You can even go so far as provide her with a gas card that has reloadable funds available, so she’s not spending money that can go towards rent and utilities on things like that.

Honestly, you should consider doing this even if you aren’t concerned with how she’s spending the money. You actually save her time trying to shop in-store or online with your child in-tow, who of course is constantly needing attention and care. By you shopping online you save both of you from a headache. Most online stores keep track of your previous orders so reordering is fairly easy; and some even have auto-ship options that allows you to schedule shipments to automatically be shipped at a specific period of time, and your card on file is charged once shipment is complete. This can be a great option, and it makes budgeting and bookkeeping easier because you have proof of where and how much money was spent, and on what items.

Why did I say to have it shipped rather than you delivering it personally?

It’s simple. It reduces possible conflict, especially if your relationship with mom is fueled by conflict rather than mutual respect. Additionally, shipping saves you time. You have a job and other responsibilities, it’s about time and money management—it’s about being efficient and effective.

The steps and ideas outlined above are some of the things you can do long before courts get involved. If you’re already financially, emotionally, and physically taking care of your child then any claims the mother has will carry less weight. But you can also implement these steps even after judicial intervention.

Your Primary Concern

What the judge and everyone else will see and know is that you are not a baby daddy, you are a father; you are not a deadbeat, you are a father. A father who is no longer in an intimate relationship with the mother, but is focused on doing his part to help raise a healthy well-rounded child.

Your primary concern and focus should be your child. To do so you must be respectful to the mother of your child, even if she’s being disrespectful to you. Don’t allow her foolishness to impact the relationship that you are trying to have with your child, your heir, the one who will carry on your legacy. Continue to do your job, keeping your word, making sure that you stay informed about your child’s health and wellness, and their education and social upbringing. At the same time, making sure that you respect the mother of your child and her home.

Yeah let’s talk about that real quick, shall we?

What Co-Parenting is. And What It is Not.

Fellas I need you. No. Correction. You need for you to stop thinking that you are still a couple and that you “run things” as it relates and pertains to this woman who is no longer your girlfriend or wife.

Just like she shouldn’t be dictating to you who you date or marry you shouldn’t try to dictate, control, and determine who she dates or marries. The two of you should respectfully discuss how starting and blending these relationships should take place, when your child should be introduced to a potential mate, and how their parents (you and her) will address concerns such as disciplining, caregiving (babysitting), emergency situations (where one or both parent is not available), and other things that you agree are of importance.

This is a conversation that needs to happen early and frequently throughout the growth stages of your child. Not once one of you becomes involved in a relationship. No. No. No. That’s when fireworks start flying everywhere and tempers flare. That’s when the hurt person hurts the other person, and your child is ultimately hurt.

Remember, the number one priority is the health and wellbeing of your child.

I Know She Can Be “Crazy”

Now I know about the belligerent, out-of-control “baby mama” who flaps her gums and bad mouths you as though you’re the seed of satan. I’ve seen them. I’ve heard them. She’s so mad at you for whatever you did to her, real or imagined, and now all she sees is red, and all she wants to do is hurt you in every possible way that she can. The fastest and deepest way to hurt you is through your child and the second way is through your wallet.

Now hopefully some of the suggestions that I mentioned above help to resolve the “through your wallet” dilemma that you hyperventilate over. As far as “through your child” goes—I know that pain. I’ve witnessed and consoled the father who painfully watches as the mother of his child works tirelessly to turn that child against him. It tears at your heart and soul, it bashes in your spirit and your hope.

I know that what I’m about to say you have probably already heard countless times, but I’m going to say it again because I’ve seen this play out full-circle numerous times. I’ve seen what happens when you trust in God, in the Universe to handle those things that you can’t. I’ve seen how by doing what is right as a man and father, by doing all that you can to provide for your child, that child eventually sees the truth and they ultimately cling to you.

Something Your Child Will Cherish Forever

Start writing your child letters now, make a copy of the letter (I would even make a copy of the stamped envelope), and mail the original to your child. I don’t care how old they are. Send those letters. Keep the copies in a folder, envelope, box or whatever. It doesn’t matter how long or how short the letters are. It doesn’t matter what you say in them. Speak to your child through a letter, as though you’re only apart because you’re away on an extended business trip. Tell them how much you love them. Tell them how proud you are. Tell them about how excited you were to see their achievements.

When they are older and you’re given the opportunity, hand them the letters. If their mother is a true mother (and hasn’t transformed to “Mamazilla”), then she shared these letters with your child. If not, you now have the time to share months and years of letters with your child.

Don’t scoff or roll your eyes when you read this. Nothing is more powerful than the expression of love.

It doesn’t matter what the mother says and does, your child will grow up to learn and know the truth and when that time comes your child will cherish everything that you did for them, and will learn from your actions on how to be the best parent they can be with the hand that is dealt to them.

You Are The Example. Set It.

Let them see from you what it means to be a man, father, dad, and parent.

No, you didn’t stay with their mom. You didn’t keep the three of you together as one family unit. But you did everything that you could to make sure that they had all that you could provide, with the resources that you had at your disposal.

Don’t listen to your “boys” and others who would convince you to lower yourself to baby daddy or deadbeat status. None of those people have a legacy to consider tied to that child you helped to conceive. Your child could grow up to be a successful entrepreneur, scientist, engineer, educator, author, chef, architect, designer, mogul, entertainer, athlete, or politician.

All of those people who tried to convince you to do the bare minimum or nothing at all for your child, will be the first lining up with their hands of expectation stretched outward—looking for the “hook up” from your now-successful child. But your child will look at them and look at you, and based on your role in their upbringing they will determine how best to treat you now that they have reached a level of success.

You determine the kind (and quality) of relationship that you will have with your child.

I love you my brothers.

~Natasha

Copyright 2018. Natasha Foreman Bryant/Natasha L. Foreman. All Rights Reserved.