My first birth was everything I didn’t want — bright lights, strangers, and feeling powerless. But the second birth, when my daughter made her grand entrance in the front seat of our car on the way to the birth center, something shifted inside me. I felt the raw power of Black women, the same power our grandmothers and great-grandmothers carried in fields and cabins with nothing but prayer and each other.

That day, midwifery claimed me. I trained at Maternidad La Luz, as a apprentice, became CPR & NRP certified, completed doula training, and I never stop learning — completing CEUs every year and studying independently on Black maternal health disparities, holistic remedies, and the specific needs of our Louisiana communities.

My dream is to become a grandmother midwife right here in Baton Rouge — catching babies for generations to come, just like the grannies did before me.